Guardians of the Lost
Book Two of the Sovereign Stone Trilogy
Chapter One
Gustav knew he was being watched.
He had no proof, nothing more solid than a feeling, an instinct.
Instinct had kept Gustav the Whoreson Knight alive for seventy years. He knew better than to ignore it.
He had first experienced the sensation of being watched three days ago, on his arrival in this godforsaken part of the wilderness. He had been following an old trail that ran along the Deverel river. The trail was probably made by animals, although the humans who had once lived in this area might have borrowed it. If they had, they had long since returned the trail to the deer and the wolves, for theirs were the only tracks Gustav saw.
Knowing it likely that he was the only person to have set foot in this region for the past hundred years, Gustav was understandably disquieted to awaken his first morning in camp to the distinct impression that he wasn't alone.
He had no proof that someone was watching him. His nigh ... read full excerpt from Guardians of the Lost ebook
