Welcome to another round of Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m sharing from a scene in my m/m fantasy, Masters and Mages 3: Curse of Salar. This week’s snippet picks up immediately from last week’s. Prince Dezra has challenged the much more experienced soldier, Captain Rayn Nevar, to a match of shibar. What started out as good, dirty fun quickly turns more serious.
Nevar grinned. “Congratulations, Prince Dezra, you do know something of the shibar after all.”
“I know to never trust an Armazin traitor,” Dezra said and attacked as Nevar froze with shock. Nevar just managed to bring down his shibar and keep Dezra’s blade from “entering” his heart. As it was, Dezra struck him hard in the ribs before dancing away. “There’s your cracked rib for you, Captain,” Dezra said, his voice icy. One of his advantages had always been the ability to intimidate, and it seemed that Nevar was not as immune as he’d like to be.
“Bruised but not cracked. You’ll have to try much harder than that.” Nevar advanced, twirled his shibar in an irritatingly fancy manner, and attacked again, this time going for Dezra’s midsection before thrusting upward for the neck.
In the desert kingdom of Jahar, the rule of mages has been overthrown and the line of sorcerer kings wiped out. Prince Dezra and his sister are the last living members of the royal family and are held prisoners in their ancestral palace.
Prince Dezra lives a life of lies and deceit. In order to stay alive, he must pretend to be a drug-addicted wastrel, trusting no one, isolated from even his sister who has chosen to cooperate with the government that executed their parents.
Into his lonely existence comes a man who should be his sworn enemy; Captain Rayn Nevar. Dezra is irresistibly drawn to the rough soldier and his longing for a simple sexual encounter quickly morphs into a dangerous obsession.
Captain Rayn Nevar knows he should stay far away from Prince Dezra, but his desire for the beautiful young man overrides all common sense. Despite the fact that Dezra’s ancestors destroyed Rayn’s family, the captain finds himself in a position of protecting the prince from the many schemers who believe the last of the mages should be annihilated.
When treachery leads to Dezra’s escape, he is at last free to bond with the serpent god Ka’alar and develop his long repressed powers. Only the arrival of a mysterious monk with powers greater than Dezra’s stops the prince from using black sorcery to destroy all who stand in his way, including Rayn.
As Jahar edges toward another war between masters and mages, Rayn must question his devotion to his increasingly deadly lover while Dezra must decide if ultimate power is worth the ultimate sacrifice.
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Definitely turning more serious. I wonder how far they will take it.
Oooh, and now it’s on! Nice that Dezra has a trick or two up his sleeve. (Even though I’m picturing both as shirtless. mmmmm)
Somehow, I don’t think either of them will let up anytime soon. Also, now that Christina mentioned it, I’m picturing them both shirtless, too. 😉
Oooooh, the tension! This has turned serious–so why did I smile the whole way through it? lol
I read and reviewed To Catch a Threeve this past week. Excellent story, Alexis. You are a wonderful writer. 🙂
Thank you, Teresa! I’m glad you liked Threeve. Bryn and Axel have a special place in my heart.
Well all right, I’m glad Dezra has some backbone and fighting skills! Great excerpt…
I loved Threeve also. But now the battle is on and more difficult than ever. Here we go folks. I have Vertigo and can’t take it!
Sounds like these two are going for the jugular. I’m sure they’ll both survive, though it may not be easy.
Oh, irritatingly fancy moves–he’s messing with the prince for sure.
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