The Pitchfork Rebellion
By
Mary Anne Yarde
From the author who brought us The Du Lac Chronicles…
When the devil wanted to destroy the world he would do so with fire. Alden du
Lac knew this for a fact, because the devil had come to Cerniw.
Alden may have driven the man who tortured him from his lands, but he can do
nothing to drive him from his dreams.
Alden has become bitter, angry and unrecognizable to those who love him. The
only person whom could possible bring him back from the brink is his younger
brother Merton. But even Merton is at a loss as to what to do.
As Alden seemingly wars with himself, there is a new threat to the kingdom. A
threat that nobody foresaw, or could have possibly predicted…
The adventure continues in this beautiful novella.
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Book Extract ~ Chapter 2
“Can you remember what I was like
when we lost Father and Mother?” Merton asked quietly. Neither of them liked
speaking of that time; the pain was too great. It had been bad enough they had
lost their father. Their mother had then died unexpectedly two days later. The
healer had said it was from a broken heart.
“You didn’t speak for two
sennights. It was very peaceful. What has this got to do with Wessex?”
“I wanted to hide. Hide myself away
from the world.”
“You did hide. No one could find
you for two days. You scared the life out of me.” Alden heard his own words and
he saw the way Merton was looking at him. “You cannot compare the two
situations. You were a child.”
“But you were the one who never
stopped looking for me. You were the one who found me. You were the one who
went out of your way to try and make me laugh. Even when I rebuked you, you
never gave up. You sat with me when I ate, to make sure that I did. You read to
me, you played with me, you took me out riding.”
“You are my brother. I wasn’t going
to give up on you.” Again Alden heard what he said and he shook his head. No
one could play with words like Merton. Merton could convince you the sun was
blue if you gave him enough time. And the thing was, you wouldn’t realise that
he had manipulated your opinion in any way. You would think that the whole
concept of the sun being blue was something you had thought up by yourself. “I
know what you are trying to do, Merton, and it isn’t going to work.”
Undeterred, Merton continued, “One
night, not long after my two-day disappearance, I woke up in the middle of the
night screaming and you…you rushed into my chamber-”
“Of course I rushed into your
chamber. I thought someone was murdering you,” Alden said, remembering.
“Maybe so, but Garren didn’t come
and neither did Budic and all our chambers were on the same floor. If I
remember rightly, yours was the farthest away from mine.”
“Merton-”
“You calmed me down and asked what
I had dreamt of. I didn’t want to tell you because I feared you would laugh at
me and call me a baby, but you said that the only way to stop a dream from
coming true was to tell it. So I told you and you didn’t laugh. Instead you got
into bed with me and held me throughout that night and the following nights for
the next month. Let me return the favour and help you now.”
“You are not sleeping with me,”
Alden instantly retorted.
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