Sytravious: The Lost Warlock Of Moruz (The Oathbreaker Book 1) Read Free

forget our oath here today.  I will be watching you both closely, very closely.  Now go.”
    She took her boy from the hand of Oblis, and the monster began to retreat into the flames, dragging his chains with him.  Once it seemed the flames had consumed him, the fire dimmed and the cavern cooled down.  Nyxseous sighed and embraced her newborn baby.  The last several hours felt like a nightmare that passed in a blur, but it had happened.  Everything was real.  She had made a deadly oath with Oblis for her child’s soul.  She looked down into her son’s crystal blue eyes and a saddened smile spread across her lips.
                  “Oh my precious baby boy, may the gods forgive me.”
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 1
    A Chance Encounter
     
     
     
     
     
    South West Havencrest
    Year 1135
     
                   T he cool autumn breeze blew through the trees, creating a chill in the air.  Sytravious took his time walking through the Foxfire Woods.  He did not usually make the effort to walk to this particular spring, but after the rigorous training session this morning with his stepfather, he felt he deserved the small break.
                  As he approached the hidden spring, he could see a thick layer of steam that sat on the surface of the water.  He knew this private area would provide his mind and body with the warmth and relaxation it needed.  The haze was so dense that Sytravious could not even see the opposite shore.  Without hesitation, he proceeded to take off his shirt and kick off his heavy leather boots.
                  He sat down on the spring’s ledge, before easing his body into the warm water.  Once his feet touched the floor, he walked further in, going deeper with each step.  Sytravious waded through the steaming springs until his broad shoulders were submerged.  Once he reached his desired depth, he paused and immersed his head for a moment.  He brushed the water out of his face and pushed his long dark hair back as he popped back up from beneath the water’s surface.  He exhaled, and through the sounds of trickling water dripping from his hair, he thought he heard laughter nearby. 
                  Of course, it was possible for someone else to be here, but the thought had not entered Sytravious’ mind until now.  Curious to see the source of the carefree laughter, he swam towards the noise.  As he got closer, through the rising fog he could see a beautiful breathtaking young woman.  Sytravious froze at the sight of her.  Every muscle in his body tightened when he laid eyes on the innocent picturesque scene in front of him.  He noticed she wore only an undergarment that had once been white, but was now transparent.  It felt inappropriate to continue to stare at this stunning stranger this way, but he could not help himself. 
                  Her long, wet, brunette hair fell over her shoulders, part of it fanned out behind her as it touched the water, and the rest covered her breasts.  Her fair skin was flawless and looked as if it could feel like velvet.  With each move she made, Sytravious took in the image of perfection and he imagined how it would feel to touch her soft skin.
                  His eyes followed her as she began to wander to the shore.  Without the concealment of the water, more of her body became exposed and Sytravious could not tear his eyes away from her.  Even from the side view, he could tell she was a petite girl and despite her young age, her body was quite curvaceous.  With the undergarment clinging to her skin, the water gracefully trickled down her supple breasts, flat belly, and full hips, before disappearing back into the spring.  Sytravious continued to gawk at the young beauty’s impeccable figure, having never seen a girl so exposed before.  It was clear to him that he should not be watching her this way, but her radiance was ensnaring