The Sorcerer's Widow
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That had been strange. All his life Ezak had been there, a tower of strength, a symbol of safety, watching over him. Ezak had been big and strong and smart, wise in the ways of the world, guarding him against all the menaces that surrounded them, teaching him what he needed to know.
But here and now, Ezak had looked like a spoiled child who had just had his favorite toy taken away. He had seemed silly and selfish, frightened and weak. It was sad. Kel knew he would never again look up to Ezak in the same way he had for so long. Even if Ezak were to suddenly turn into a respectable citizen, their relationship was changed forever.
But everything else had changed, as well. The city that had always seemed so hostile welcomed him now that he was working an honest job. He was well-fed and well-housed; he was trusted, even respected. He had lost his protector and best friend, but he had gained the world.
That was a trade worth making. If the sorcerer’s widow really had enchanted him, he hoped the spell never broke.
THE END
Table of Contents
LEGENDS OF ETHSHAR
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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN