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Patricia Reding
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Oathtaker
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
Not So Much Love in the Air
Valentine's Day is fast approaching, and those who celebrate it with gusto are making plans for chocolates and flowers and so much more. Others lament they've no date for the big day. If it were Valentine's in this tale as it progresses here, I can safely say that there would be no exchanging of candy hearts. Lilith puts on a great show of pretending she cares for others--even pretending that she's soft on Dixon--but he sees through her. Moreover, he's one of the few ever to have had the wherewithal to speak truth to her, as he does in this exchange between them. Perhaps that's why she seeks his approval, even while behaving as though her own thoughts, feelings, and desires, are the only things that matter. Have you ever known anyone like that?
Book Excerpt
Oathtaker
“I insist you accompany me. I want to be there when the Council meets to hear the whole story, and to congratulate you when they find you without fault. Besides, I want you to help to keep me safe now that you don’t have to watch out for Rowena.”
“That’s not my job. Marshall is your Oathtaker. He takes good care of you. What’s more, as you well know, I can’t use any of my attendant magic so long as I’m banded.”
“Well Marshall is just . . . boring, that’s what! He’s not at all like you. I want you to be my Oathtaker, Dixon.”
“I can’t, Lilith. You know that.”
“Well that’s what I want.”
He turned to face her. He took hold of her reins and brought her mount to a halt.
“That is horrible of you to say. Marshall puts his life on the line for you every day, and you don’t make things easy for him. He answered the Good One’s call and accepted you as his charge. You should have more respect for him.”
Dropping her reins with a flick of his wrist, he urged Sherman forward. He might have to accompany her until he could get the accursed band off, but he didn’t have to be near her or to listen to her every word.
She rode back up to his side. “Of course you’re right, Dixon. It’s just that,” she fluttered her eyelashes, “I so enjoy your company. I—”
“Stop it.” He set his jaw tight. Refusing to listen to any more, he rode ahead to accompany the most forward members of her escort.
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