Phoenix of Hope: Complete Series — Books 1-4
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Phoenix of Hope
Complete Series
Zora Marie
Contents
Cast in Fire
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Untitled
Tempered in Ice
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Etched in Runes
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Burnished in Light
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
A Court of Moonlight Series
Thank You
May the stars ever shine to
light the path before you.
Cast in Fire
A Phoenix of Hope Novel
1
“They know what is coming.”
Zelia was climbing among the upper branches of her home when she froze at the sound of Eleanor’s anxious voice. She hadn’t expected anyone to be up here today, and she had never heard Eleanor use that tone before. Leaves brushed her cheek as she crept closer to the high platform. Eleanor was the closest Zelia had ever known to a mother. She had been with Eleanor and Eadon for half a century, but she was not an elf as they were. Zelia was... well, she didn’t know, but she’d hardly grown in all that time and still looked like a young child, barely the height of Eleanor’s waist.
“Why do they not help us fight this war? The elders of all the people should be willing to stand up and fight against the Darkans. Is that not why these powers were given in the first place? The fight against the Darkans and the war against the gods to come are the only reasons—”
“Shh. They may hear you. You know what they say about the gods, especially Lumid. He can hear everything,” Vainoff warned.
“Not here. You know I keep this place hidden, particularly with her here.”
Who here? Zelia wondered. The things Vainoff said never made much sense to her, but he was the most frequent visitor the Elves had. Before Vainoff and Eleanor became members of the Wizard Guild, he had run messages for Eleanor in exchange for magic lessons as he had already outgrown what he could learn on his own. Zelia was always curious about his travels and loved the stories he told of the day Eadon saved him from a group of Darkans at their borders.
“I know you do. Just as you know, the elders have their reasons. It is best to leave them be. They still outnumber us if you recall.”
Vainoff and Eleanor fell silent. The only sound came from leaves and limbs as they rustled in the main entrance to the high platform. Zelia took the chance to move closer. Her thoughts quieted, so Eleanor wouldn’t sense her nearing as she pushed her way through the leafy limbs.
“An urgent letter from Koin.”
Zelia recognized Eadon’s voice, but it seemed strained as if he dreaded the news they were about to receive. She climbed closer and parted the leaves to have a clear view. Blood spotted the tiny scroll Eleanor held, and her Elven glow dimmed as she skimmed the words.
“What does it say?” Eadon asked.
Eleanor did not move as Eadon took the open scroll from her and read it aloud, “We have won, but at a grave cost. Queen O’Fell asks for her gift to put the King and…” his voice trailed off, and the scroll slipped from his fingers.
Eleanor’s lip quivered for a moment before she spoke. “Get Zelia and Alrindel. We leave at once.”
Leaving? But I never get to go anywhere.
Eleanor turned and stared straight at her.
“Zelia, I hear your thoughts. Come here. We must leave, Koin needs us.”
Zelia pushed through the leaves and stepped onto woven branches that formed a platform. Eadon was so distraught by what he had read that he did not even scold her for eavesdropping.
“Eadon?” she asked.
He knelt to her level as if about to give her some tragic news, but he found no words. She hugged him tightly, returning one of the many loving hugs he had given her over the years. She could feel him quiver as he exhaled, still unable to speak.
“It will be okay,” she said, not understanding what was wrong.
With a silent sigh, he leaned back from her hug and brushed the leaves from her curly hair. “Would you go find Alrindel and tell him to pack a light bag for me?”
“Where are we going?”
“To the Kingdom of The Mountains,” Vainoff replied. “Now go on, dear, and pack a bag of your own.”
Zelia cocked her head. She didn’t fully understand, but the thought of going on a journey away from home excited her.
“Lighnif!” Zelia ran up to the older Elf child. She was a close friend of Alrindel’s, as were most young Elves. “Have you seen Alrindel?”
“I just left him. He was on the other side of the pasture; I can get him for you if you like.”
“No. Starjaina can take me.”
Zelia hopped on the fence and let out a long and pretty whistle, something she was proud to have finally learned to do. A beautiful white horse galloped across the pasture and pranced as she slowed to a stop.
“Zelia! Hello dear. Here for a ride again?” Starjaina neighed.
“Eadon asked me to get Alrindel.”
“Well, come on. I’ll take you to him.”
Zelia climbed onto Starjaina’s back from the vine fence.
“So, what did Alrindel do this time?” Starjaina asked as she cantered across the pasture, the other horses parting for her as she went.
“Nothing, we’re going somewhere.”
“I hope you are taking me with you.” She bobbed her head as she slowed her pace.
Alrindel was running around a tree, chasing and being chased by playful foals.
“I’m sure we are since I believe Eadon is going with us.”
Alrindel stopped playing with the foals and stroked Starjaina’s forelock. “What are you two talking about this time? Not stirring up trouble now, are you?”
“No. Eadon sent me to get you. We are to pack a bag.”
“Pack a bag? There’s a war going on. Where are we going?”
“The Kingdom of the Mountains. I think something has happened.” She scrunched her eyebrows together and lowered her gaze. “I’ve never seen Eadon so… broken.”
“Well, come on then.” Alrindel swung himself onto Starjaina’s back and nudged her to start back across the pasture.
“Come Zelia, you will ride with me,” Eleanor said.
“But I wanted to ride Starjaina.”
Eadon picked her up, his long silky black hair tickling her cheek as he lifted her onto his horse.
“Then you may ride with me until dark, but then you will have to ride with Eleanor.”
He sprung on behind her, and they rode off. Eadon had called many of the healers he had taught over the years to ride with them. Some were from the trees right next to theirs, and others were from places sprinkled within the inner kingdom, but all were familiar faces, even if she did not recall their names.
One by one, they passed under the waterfall and into the outer ranges of Elyluma. A single tree root bridge connected the river island to the outer reaches of their home.
Alrindel carried his bow and rode on his own for the first time on such an occasion. The Elves were quiet as they rode, and the silence unsettled her. Even with the war going on, they were always cheerful, singing under the stars each night, but today there was no singing, and even the other Elves they had passed were silent.
“Starjaina?”
“Yes, dear?”
“Have you heard any news about what has happened?” Zelia asked her in the language of the animals, knowing the time wasn’t right to ask Eadon or Eleanor.
“The King O’Fell is dead, and many Elves, including…”
“Leena?” she asked when Starjaina trailed off.
There was a catch in Starjaina’s stride, and now Zelia realized the reason for Eadon’s reaction. Her aunt, his sister, had died in the battle. Zelia swung her leg over Starjaina’s neck and buried her face against Eadon’s chest.
“Starjaina told you?”
Zelia nodded.
“Told her what?” Alrindel asked.
Eadon wrapped his arms around Zelia, almost as much to comfort himself as to comfort her. “Le—” his voice caught, “Leena has fallen.”
“She fell trying to save King Skalary O’Fell. We go to release the souls of all of those fallen to the stars,” Vainoff said.
Zelia turned a bit to see that Vainoff’s gaze rested on her, and she wondered what her part in all this was to be.
“What will happen to Auntie Leena’s soul?”
“Leena is an Elf, so her soul will rest in the stars with our elders until she chooses to be reborn.”
“When will that be?”
She stared up at him and waited for his reply.
“Our souls are bound to our lovers.”
“So, she will wait for Koin?” she asked.
Eadon nodded and kissed the top of her head. “You should get some rest now. We will not stop until we get there.”
Soon, his humming and Starjaina’s step rocked her to sleep.
Koin met them at the edge of a row of newly constructed pyres. The others continued on as Eleanor, Eadon, and Alrindel’s horses slowed their pace.
“I’ll go ahead with the others.” Vainoff nodded towards Koin and urged his horse on.
Koin’s forlorn gaze struck Zelia’s heart. She had never seen him so solemn. He usually glowed brightest among the Elves, but now his glow was gone. Blood stained the tips of his long silver hair and parts of his clothes.
Zelia didn’t even wait for Starjaina to stop, she slid from her back and ran to Koin. Koin knelt and caught her in his arms, holding her as if she could slip away and leave him in the dark at any moment.
“Thank you for coming so quickly.” Koin’s voice was quiet next to her ear.
“Koin, you are family. There is no need to thank us,” Eleanor replied. “I am so sorry.”
Zelia opened her eyes, as Koin nodded, to see the young and fair Queen Orania O’Fell’s approach, her daughter-in-law, Elizabeth, at her side. She had met them once before, but she remembered little of them.
“As am I sorry for your losses. I hate to ask at such a time, but Eadon, we need your help.”
Koin pulled away from Zelia’s hug, but he gave her one more squeeze before standing.
“She is expecting,” Orania nodded to Elizabeth, “but she is losing him.”
“How far along?” Eleanor asked.
“Only a month or two, maybe less. He’s all I have left of...” Elizabeth glanced back at the long row of pyres.
“May I?” Eadon asked, gesturing towards her abdomen.
Princess Elizabeth cringed as Eadon’s hand pressed against her. She doubled over in pain but pushed away from him.
“I... I need to get back to helping our people.”
Elizabeth fled towards the gates, one hand holding her abdomen as she went.
“Elizabeth!” Queen O’Fell called after her, but Elizabeth didn’t stop. “They found her on the battlefield covered in blood, cradling Skyral. She refuses to talk about it, and she won’t let anyone check her out. That’s the closest anyone has gotten to her.”
“She was out there during the battle?” Eadon asked, shock and concern in his tone.
“I saw her myself. When she refused to return to the women and children, I tried to get her to promise to stay close. She refused, saying she would fight alongside her husband and his father. We...” A tear ran down Koin’s cheek as he stared across the pyres to the ones that stood a little taller at the center.
“Koin, you and Leena did all you could to save them. We all know you did.” Orania cupped his hands in hers. “And we will never forget the sacrifice you made.”
“Eadon, would you go after Elizabeth? I’ll get Zelia ready, but Elizabeth needs you now,” Eleanor said.