Continue Hest’s Story: Blessed
Hest is the main character in Brightlands, books 1-3 of Four Stars over Ardatz: Sovereigns. He’s a simple stable boy who wants nothing more than to have a horse of his own and live among horses, but when a stranger with an amazing stallion enters his stable and purchases him, his life is changed forever! At least he’s not a slave like he’d thought, but an apprentice. Being squire to captain of the palace guard of a neighboring country is busy enough, but when he rescues a baby dragon, he’s no longer in charge of what happens.
Blessed continues Hest’s tale, picking up two months after he met the baby dragon. Much to his surprise, the dragon still speaks to him! If that wasn’t enough, Liam has somehow managed to escape from the dungeon and everything Hest thought was normal, has flipped upside down! Grasping at anything to regain control, Hest juggles Rittider training, history lessons, and even dance lessons for he’s to dance with Princess Siobhan!
About Blessed
What would you give to be a dragon rider and marry the princess?
Blessed is the second book in the coming-of-age fantasy series, Four Stars over Ardatz: Sovereigns. If you like action, wonderful characters, multi-dimensional clean romance, and dragons, you’ll love the next installment of Hest’s story.
More about the story
Rittider training
With a shrug, Hest clumsily tried to recreate the maneuver. Kyeth shook his head but didn’t push for further answers. The other Rittider in the courtyard, however, mumbled.
“It’s like he has eyes outside of himself,” Tarhall muttered.
“Strangest thing I’ve seen.”
Even with his limited Atsegenian, Hest could understand them. A stocky redhead stepped up to the edge of the training ring.
“Is everything all right, Kyeth?” Clancy eyed Hest.
“Aye, thank you. The boiwith pulled one of his mysterious moves again.”
“Hest, ya know if ya could ever reproduce those on a consistent basis, ya wouldn’t have to be out here trainin’ and racking’ up the bruises.” Clancy laughed.
“Aye, sir. I wish I could explain it.”
Although Kyeth had been with Hest when he’d met Usheen, the lad felt uncomfortable telling the Rittider more than what the man had seen.
A dragon friend
I am not a secret. Usheen’s voice whispered in Hest’s mind. You could tell them, and not appear as an amadan.
A what?
Ah, an amadan.
This time Hest understood the implication of the word. An idiot?
Aye. Usheen chuckled.
“Boiwith?” Kyeth waved a hand in front of Hest’s face.
“Oh, sorry. Ready?”
“Nay, that’s enough for a step. Do you wish to continue language lessons or go for a ride?”
Hest grinned. “Why not both”
Kyeth considered this. “Very well, but we’ll speak only Atsegenian from the moment we mount up.”
“Deal.” Hest had his misgivings, but after the last four cycles, he’d learned how to get by with the language of his new home.
As they stepped into the barn, Achan, the stablemaster, greeted them. “What brings you two in here this fine step?”
Kyeth nudged Hest in the ribs. “This boiwith thinks he can have a language lesson while on horseback.” Achan laughed. “If anyone can do it, ‘tis Hest. He was born to ride.”
