Death on the Wind (Part Two)

Lord Ritchel had acted without hesitation when he saw Hauke's sudden attack. The ancestral horns strapped to his son's chest had pulsed with an ominous light that he recognized immediately. The nightmare that haunted him since the day the spirits addressed the council of elders using his son's mouth had finally come true. The spirits were in control, not his son. 

He hadn't intended to capture Ashlynn along with Hauke. The sorcerers of his honor guard were all experienced enough to follow his lead, placing the center of the icy tomb on a spot that should have trapped Hauke and the ancestral spirits alone, giving him the ability to regain control of the situation. The dark suppressive magic that knocked Ashlynn to the ground, briefly pinning her in place had been the perfect opportunity.