The Peace Summit was in shambles, the prince kidnapped.
When the rival king realizes he kidnapped the wrong prince,
hostilities escalate. Loyalties to each other and country are tested for the
twin princes of Crato, Joachim and Brandan.
Joachim, captive of King Waldrom, faces deception and
betrayal as he struggles to find his way home. Brandan, at home with a father
focused on rescuing Joachim, wrestles with his own demons as he searches for
his place in the world and the favor of his father.
Torn from the safety and peace of their childhood, they are
thrust into a world where bonds of family, brotherhood and roles as heirs to
Crato are tested. Through war, spiritual journeys, death and marriage, will
they choose the path of good or evil? Who can be trusted, as the world they
know slips into a whirlpool of chaos?
Except
The High Wisdom raised the crown from its golden case. A
loud scream tore the silence in the tent. Joachim turned to look at the
entrance. A soldier fell through the opening, blood spurting from a slit
stretched across his throat.
As he bounded off the dais, Waldrom screamed, “What’s going
on here?”
A wild rush of wind ripped the tent flaps open, and a horse
and rider burst through. Joachim gaped at the body of the dead soldier. His
heart raced and leapt to his throat. His gaze traveled up the horse’s legs. A
man’s black boots. A scream caught in his throat, and tears filled his eyes. He
stared into blue eyes.
The horse pawed the ground and snorted. The rider dismounted
and stood next to the dead guard.
Wriggling free of Waldrom, Lilia ran to the rider. She threw
her arms around him. “Brandan, you’re here. You’ve come to free us.”
The prince pushed her aside. “Brother, I see you are trying
to usurp me again. It appears I got here just in time.”
“No, you’re wrong. I have no desire to take anything
rightfully belonging to you.” Joachim stepped toward his brother and reached
out a hand to him. “I want to help you and see what we can accomplish
together.”
Swatting his hand away, Brandan laughed. “Help me? You’re
the one who needs help. Anything you have to offer is worthless to me. Now out
of my way. The king and I have business.”
“No, listen to me. You can’t do this.” Joachim spun him
around.
He clouted Joachim,
knocking him down. “King Waldrom, we need to talk. He’s deceiving you.” He spat
at Joachim then turned and bowed to Waldrom. “I’m at your service, My King.”
Regaining his feet, Joachim pushed Brandan into the guard
standing behind him. The guard wrapped his muscular arms around Brandan. “What
should I do with him, Sire?”
Brandan flipped the soldier to the ground and put his black
booted foot on the man’s chest. “The one you should be detaining is standing
there, you fool.” He pointed at Joachim.
“What are you doing?” Lilia grabbed Brandan by the arm.
“Stop this, or Waldrom will imprison us all. Why are you jeopardizing our
lives?”
He looked at his mother. “Don’t worry, Mother. The only one
in any danger here is the traitor you see standing before of you. First, he
betrays me, next he kills Father, and now he would betray you and Waldrom.
Guards, seize him!”
The king stepped forward and raised his hands to stop the
guards. “What do you mean a traitor, and how do you know this?”
“Because I know my brother, and that’s the way he thinks.
He’ll lie, cheat, and kill to achieve his own ends, and his goal is to have
both countries under his to rule at any cost.”
“Why should I trust you over him?”
“Because I’m just like you,” Brandan responded.
Walking around the twins, Waldrom rubbed his goatee
thoughtfully. “My boy, you present an interesting dilemma. How do I choose one
over the other? How do I know which one to believe? Guards seize both of them.”
Two guards stepped forward, and each grabbed a twin.
“You’re wrong.”
Joachim struggled to break free. “This is wrong. I’m not a liar. I only want
what’s best, and that’s for us to be together.”
“You’re the one who’s
wrong.” Brandan pulled his arm free. “I’ve no use for you.” He turned to
Waldrom. “Get him out of here, so we can finish.”
Joachim broke loose, stepped across the gap and grasped his
brother by the tunic. Brandan jerked around and punched him. He rubbed his jaw
and shoved Brandan, who fell to the ground “What happened to you? You’re not
the brother I know.”
Standing up, the black prince pulled his sword. “Nothing is
wrong with me. I just realized who I am and who truly cares about me...and it’s
not you.” He rested the point of the sword on the cut Waldrom had given
Joachim. As Brandan pushed the tip in the scratch, he re-opened the partially
scabbed wound. Joa laid his hand on the side of the sword and pushed it away.
Guards grabbed Joachim’s arms.
“Enough! I can see you two will not make this easy. I put
before you a challenge, which will determine my choice. You will travel to the
Cave of Njori and extinguish the flame of Asha. Melvane will accompany you and
testify to its completion.”
Brandan replaced his sword and walked over to his horse. “I
don’t see the need for this. It’s obvious I am the one, but I’ll go along if
that is what you want.” He remounted his horse and reined it around to exit.
Still in the grasp of the soldier, Joachim yelled, “No,
Brandan, stop! You can’t do this. We can’t. It’s the light of Asha, never to be
extinguished. If you do this, you’ll destroy all hope and any chance we have of
defeating this evil.”
Brandan laughed and kicked his horse. “All the more reason
to get this done quickly. Guards, find a mount for my brother.”
“No, I won’t go. I can’t do it.”
The king raised his hand. “The choice is made. Guards, take
Joachim to the prison tent. Brandan, we will deal with this inconsequential
flame later. Right now, we have more important business to attend to.”
Christina Weigand’s a writer, wife, and mother of three
grown children and a middle school daughter. She is also Nana to three
granddaughters. She lives with her husband and youngest daughter in Washington
State after a lifetime in Pennsylvania. Currently, she’s working on fantasy
novels and inspirational writing. Through her writing, she strives to share the
Word of God and help people young and old to realize the love and mercy He has
for everyone.
When she’s not writing, she’s active in her local Church as
a lector, Bible Study, or with the church theater group, volunteering at her
daughter and granddaughter’s school in the library as well as helping the
children develop a love for reading and writing. Jesus fills her home with love
as she shares Him through her writing.
Palace Of The Twelve Pillars releases Today April 26
Sounds like a great book. Now I asked Christina to answer a few questions.
1. Tell us about your book and how the story came to be.
It actually started out as a short story for a writing class
at the Institute of Children’s Literature. When I finished the short story
someone suggested to me that I had too much info for a short story and I should
make it into a novel. So I did, but as I was writing the novel I realized that
I wanted to know what happened to bring that particular prince to the point he
was at in the beginning of that novel. So the Palace of the Twelve Pillars
trilogy was born.
Actually there are two main characters: the twins; Prince Joachim and Prince Brandan.
Prince Joachim: Cautious, Always obeys the rules, well-loved.
Prince Brandan: Reckless, disregards the rules, not so loved.
I really don’t have a method for creating characters. They
seem to take on a life of their own as I write their story. Names are another
story. These boys along with the secondary characters have been through many
names. I knew I wanted names with a certain nationality that was dependent on
their personalities. I also tried to find names with definitions that suited
the characters. And then of course there is always the problem of having to
many characters whose names start with the same letter, and then there were
characters that had two names depending on who they were with. So names are a
real challenge.
Making them believable was interesting to. I think the best
way to do that is to make sure they stay true to their own individual
personalities. If they do something out of character then believability comes
into question.
4. Do your characters follow your plot path or do they take on a life of their own? Do you keep them in check?
My characters take on a life of their own. Once I tried to
make them follow an outline. Seemed like a logical solution to me. Not to them,
they went on strike and for the week it took me to realize what they were doing
I got very little written. Keeping them in check, no I would say not. If I try
they dig in their heels and the story goes nowhere until one of us gives up and
that is usually me.
5. Have you ever suffered from writer’s block? If so, how did you over come it?
Not a problem that I have come up with a consistent solution
for. Everytime it takes a different solution to resolve the block. One time it
was throwing out the outline, another time putting a bar fight in the scene.
Other times it’s taking time to listen to the characters and to tell the story
they want to tell.
6. What types of books do you like to read?
The Bible would be at the top of my list. Of course fantasy,
historical fiction, sci fi, a little romance now and again, inspirational
fiction and nonfiction. Actually when I think about it I’ll read almost
anything, short of erotica.
Spend time traveling and playing with my family especially
my twelve year old daughter and my three granddaughters. I like to read. I love
Bible study. And participating in theatre stuff. I work in the library at my
daughter’s school as well as help out with writing at the school. I’m trying to
find young people’s groups that are willing to let me come in and help them
learn to write.
Thank you, Christina, for being on my blog to tell us about your newly released book. I'm so happy for you and look forward to seeing book 2 come out soon.
Boy, you're one busy person, Christina! I can't wait to read your book!
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