A Sea of Shields (Book #10 in the Sorcerer's Ring) Read Free Page B

above it, the waves crashing below, Gwendolyn’s hundreds of ships lined up along the rocky shores.
    They stood there in silence for a very long time, holding hands, savoring the moment. Savoring being together, finally, after all these years and all these people and life events striving to keep them apart.
    “Finally, we are here, together—and yet ironically, it is now that you are most bound, with your wedding days away. It seems as if there is always something destined to come between us.”
    “And yet I am here today,” Reece replied. “Perhaps destiny is telling us something else?”
    She squeezed his hand tight, and Reece squeezed hers back. As they looked out, Reece’s heart pounded, and he felt more confused than he ever had in his life. Was all this meant to be? Was he meant to run into Stara here, to see her before his wedding, to prevent him from making a mistake and marrying someone else? Was destiny, after all these years, trying to bring them together after all?
    Reece could not help but feel that it was so. He felt that he had run into her by some stroke of fate, perhaps to give him one last chance before his wedding.
    “What the fates bring together, no man can tear apart,” Stara said.
    Her words sank into Reece as she looked into his eyes, mesmerizing him.
    “So many events in our lifetime have tried to keep us apart from each other,” Stara said. “Our clans. Our homelands. An ocean. Time…. Yet nothing has been able to keep us from each other. So many years have passed, and our love remains as strong. Is it a coincidence that you should see me before you are to marry? Fate is telling us something. It is not too late.”
    Reece looked at her, his heart pounding. She looked at him, her translucent eyes reflecting the sky above and the ocean below, holding so much love for him. He felt more confused than ever, and unable to think clearly.
    “Perhaps I should call the wedding off,” he said.
    “It is not for me to tell you,” she replied. “You must search your own heart.”
    “Right now,” he said, “my heart tells me you are the one I love. You are the one I’ve always loved.”
    She looked back at him earnestly.
    “I have never loved another,” she said.
    Reece could not help himself. He leaned in, and his lips met hers. He felt the world melting all around him, felt immersed in love as she kissed him back.
    They held the kiss until they could no longer breathe, until Reece realized, despite everything within him protesting otherwise, that he could never wed any other but Stara.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    Gwendolyn stood on a golden bridge. Clutching its rail, she looked down over the edge and saw a raging river beneath her. The rapids roared with fury, rising ever higher as she watched. She could feel their spray even from here.
    “Gwendolyn, my love.”
    Gwen turned to see Thorgrin standing on the far shore, perhaps twenty feet away, smiling, holding out a hand.
    “Come to me,” he pleaded. “Cross the river.”
    Relieved to see him, Gwen began to walk toward him—until another voice stopped her in her tracks.
    “Mother,” came a soft-spoken voice.
    Gwen spun to see a boy standing on the opposite shore. Perhaps ten, he was tall, proud, broad-shouldered, with a noble chin, a strong jaw, and glistening gray eyes. Like his father. He wore a beautiful, shining armor, of a material she did not recognize, and had warrior’s weapons around his belt. She could sense his power even from here. An unstoppable power.
    “Mother, I need you,” he said.
    The boy reached out a hand, and Gwen started toward him.
    Gwen stopped and looked back and forth between Thor and her son, each extending a hand, and she felt torn, conflicted. She did not know which way to go.
    Suddenly, as she stood there, the bridge collapsed beneath her.
    Gwendolyn screamed as she felt herself plunging into the rapids below.
    Gwen fell into the icy water with a shock and tumbled and turned through the raging waters. She