The Warlord's Daughter
The warlord's flotilla drifted perilously close to the Borderlands, a no-man's land between two mighty civilizations that wanted nothing more than to stamp out the other's existence and take the spoils. Tonight one of them would. Battlelord Aral Mawndarr fully intended to be on the side of victory. Whether he remained alive long enough to savor the feat was another matter entirely.
His orders as a battlelord in the Imperial Fleet were clear: no ships must penetrate the perimeter around the warlord's flotilla. Today he'd disobey those orders and allow one particular ship to get through. An enemy ship. Today he'd commit the ultimate betrayal of his leader, setting in motion the downfall of the Drakken Empire. Today, yes, today, he'd bring peace to a galaxy that remembered nothing but war.
As a firstborn son of a battlelord, Aral had always been ambitious. It was ingrained in him. It wasn't until his father had beaten him nearly to death, almost beyond the reach of life-saving nanomeds, that he'd realized the direction his ambition would take him.
Every crack of agony of his father's knuckles across his face brought Aral closer to this moment. Every bolt of pain from ... read full excerpt from: The Warlord's Daughter ebook
