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Curse of Salar

“How goes things beyond the palace walls?” Mira asked, sipping the wine and keeping his eyes on Timon’s face.  The servant felt his gaze and raised his eyes.  Despite his exemplary training he couldn’t help staring hungrily at Mira, an expression of clear desire disturbing his calm.  After a moment’s faltering he said,  “All is well. The rebel activity has ceased and the markets are thriving again.”

“We are blessed by the strong hand of Premier Skala,” Mira said, mostly out of spite.  Timon would have to wonder if he was being sincere or not, have to wonder if he should report Mira’s sarcasm, and in the end, probably decide not to say a word.  Mira always heard what he said out loud filtered through spies, interpreted by watchers, mulled over by ministers. Most likely, he was taking himself too seriously- most likely, the minister and his cabinet had given up worrying or thinking about him much at all.

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Curse of Salar is an m/m erotic fantasy novella, third in a series set in the world of Salar.  Prince Mira, along with his sister, is the last in the royal line of Jahar, a ruling family of powerful magicians. Mira and Alandra are held as virtual captives in their family’s own palace, kept alive to placate the masses of peasants who are traditional royalists and still believe in the fabled powers of the Jahar. Mira chafes under confinement and dreams of escaping.  Rayn Matisse is a soldier in the rebel army. He has no interest whatsoever in seeing the royals reinstated until he meets Mira and begins to fall under the prince’s magical sway.  Rayn’s people were cursed by the Jahar centuries ago, and though long thought to be a myth, the curse begins to assert its powers once again. As assassination and rebellion upset the false calm of the kingdom, Rayn finds himself torn between love and fear of the young man who possesses an uncanny ability to control him.