An Extract from The Rising
Cedwyn moved on from thinking of the journey to what lay ahead, taking in the view of Beridizou with its sandstone houses and dusty streets. They were moving more quickly now that the horses had a sturdy footing. They turned another corner, to be joined by a group of mounted guards dressed in fine silken livery, their horses clad in silver bridles, their saddle pads embroidered in bright colours. The guards paused momentarily, looking at them almost suspiciously, the commander resting his eyes on Cedwyn. He dismounted and bowed low before her.
“Welcome, Princess of Tylaclin, Protector of the Norodon Forest, new Queen of Beridizou. His Majesty King Aurelius is expecting you.”
Cedwyn smiled tiredly at the man “Thank you. I am afraid my guide does not know the way from here . . .”
He gestured extravagantly with his arm and whistled twice, ordering his men to accompany the rest of Cedwyn’s train.
“This way. It’s not far n