Amber Inferno

215 Pages·2016·1.17 MB·English

by  Barrack Jeanne

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and writes some very funny dialogue.
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AMBER INFERNO

Jeanne Barrack

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Amber Inferno
Jeanne Barrack

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Copyright © June 2005 by Jeanne Barrack
Excerpt of Tales of Enchantment 2: The Quest copyright May 2005 by Kai Andersen
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Dedication

To my wonderful husband, Steve -- my inspiration, my support, and the love of my life
To my mother, whose spirit is still with me
To Marlene Castricato and Shari Chisholm, loyal fans -- whose naming of Fel’s
sweetheart seemed sent from heaven.
Prologue

Narik set Theran, the most powerful mage in all of Hearthome, crouched over his
remnant of the Book of Tocson, attempting to glean some additional scrap of information to
increase his power.
Nothing. Without the other fragments of the ancient book of magic, he was stymied.
How could everything have gone so wrong? Only a few short weeks ago, control of all
the seven kingdoms lay almost in his grasp. Now, he huddled on a primitive wooden stool, a
lantern fueled by crude petch his only source of heat and light in a dank cave in Larbela after
fleeing the kingdom of Narwith.
Could this disaster have started with the return of Princess Mirelle from the parallel
world of Earth? He’d thought his plan, to spirit her away from Hearthome when she’d been a
mere babe, a perfect one. Unfamiliar with the ways of Hearthome, she should have been easy
to control when he helped her soulmate bring her over. But she hadn’t been. Feisty and
clever and cynical, unlike any other princess in Hearthome, she questioned him at every
turn.
And Prince Jareth, her soulmate. He should have lusted for her, mated with her, and
produced all the lanbeth Narik needed to get a monopoly on the magic essence necessary to
run Hearthome. But Jareth had fallen in love with Mirelle with an intensity Narik could
never have conceived and had thwarted his plans.
Though Narik had escaped imprisonment by the Council of Mages, he had been forced
to move from town to town, in disguise and only able to use his magic powers in brief,
infrequent bursts.
Rumors had reached him that Jareth and his two brothers also sought the Book of
Tocson. Should they get their hands on it before he did, they could destroy over forty years
of hard work.
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Now, all of Hearthome knew of his designs for global domination and thought his plans
were thwarted. But he had them fooled. He had servants to do his bidding. They would bring
him the missing portions of the Book of Tocson, and all that magical power would be his.
And he would rule the world.
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Chapter One

“I’m not going.”
Pentar set Morath leaned back in the chair, crossed his legs, and folded his arms across
his chest. His expression bore a strong resemblance to a bad-tempered thrant.
Jareth set Morath, high prince of Hearthome, king of Narwith, heir apparent to the
throne of Tarnwite, and, unfortunately, brother to the glaring man before him, gritted his
teeth and counted to ten.
“You must go, Pen; you made a vow.”
“I didn’t think the vow entailed torture. Can’t Loran go?”
“You consider bearing company with a beautiful woman torture? And remember,
Loran can’t go. He’s needed nearby in Mariess. Now that King Belar is dead, there is no one
to protect Princess Talea. You know that Narik’s minions may be out there waiting for a
chance to gain control of her throne, perhaps kidnap her and hold her for ransom. Loran
already has a bond with her and can keep watch over her. Besides, he’ll be exploring the
caves of Arlette and Keret to find the last part of the Book. No. You must go. After all, Tran
will be with you.” He grinned. “He’ll protect you from Rayne.”
“And who will protect me from her pet? That beast attacked me.”
“Fel? Why, he’s just a big old mop. He wouldn’t harm a baby bita.”
“Rayne hates me.”
Jareth raised his eyes and swore under his breath.
“I don’t care! As long as you don’t kill each other.” He paused and cleared his throat.
“Pen, there is just one tiny little detail.”
Pen slumped further in his chair. “What?”
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“Well, Mirelle -- that is, we -- had this idea that it would raise fewer eyebrows if you
traveled with Rayne as her betrothed.” Jareth spewed the last words out and braced himself
for Pen’s reaction.
“What!” He stood, overturning his chair and sending it crashing to the floor. “Are you
insane?”
“No, he’s not insane.”
Both men turned toward the door. Mirelle seta Farielle, Jareth’s wife and soulmate,
stood in the doorway, tapping her sandal-shod foot. Standing next to her, hands on hips,
Rayne glared at the two men in the room. Not waiting for an invitation, they entered. Rayne
strode over to a chair, turned it around, and sat, straddling it. Mirelle righted Pen’s chair,
then plopped herself down. She gazed pointedly at him.
“How else do we explain your extended stay in Tarol?”
“Extended?”
“You didn’t think the second portion of the Book of Tocson would be easy to find?
Rayne knows her country and its people intimately; you’ll need her help to deal with the
Jakosai natives.”
Pen stared at her, his mouth agape.
“I don’t know how they treat women on Earth, but here we don’t force princesses to go
trekking in the wilderness.”
Rayne spoke, her words making Pen squirm. “No one is forcing me, Pentar. I consider
it a privilege and my right as the last remaining member of Tarolian royalty to assist in
defending Hearthome.” Her voice dripped sarcasm. “Frankly, I don’t see why I even need
you to tag along.”
“Because you’re not a mage, Rayne.” Mirelle laid a placating hand on her friend’s arm.
“You know you’ll need Pen’s special abilities.”
Rayne’s hazel eyes glowed with frustration. She flung her long, braided hair over her
shoulder and stalked out of the room.
“See. I told you -- she hates me.”
Mirelle threw up her hands. “She does not hate you. Rayne’s frustrated because she
hates to depend on anyone. She’s not used to it.”
“Well, she better get used to it, and you, Pen, better resign yourself to traveling with
her ... and taking direction from her.” Jareth’s tone brooked no argument. “Tran will meet
you both at the stables after you finish the morning meal. Don’t be late.”
He turned to Mirelle, and his whole being lightened. Love filled his eyes and his
expression softened. Pen could only look with envy upon the couple as they left his room.
He knew any protestations would be futile. But how could he tell anyone the real
reason? Pen found Rayne so hot, he spent his nights dreaming of unraveling that long