War of Fei
Book 2 of Lore of Fei Series
Genre Young Adult Fantasy
Tags Young adult, faeries, fantasy, war, archery, bow and arrow, dragons, magic, fiction
The faeries are ready to declare war on the humans who threaten to take away Fei, the land of the faeries. They enlist the help of the elves who do not trust either the faeries or the humans. The cost of war almost proves too much for the faeries as more and more of them are lost in battle. Will it be enough to win their hard-earned freedom, or will the battle be lost forever?
I gave the signal, and the dragons rose. The elf archers readied their bows pointing the arrows toward the opening. I hoped none of them would shoot me by mistake. Gerfin stood beside me. Both of us had our swords at the ready.
“Here they come,” shouted the other guard. Balen, along with several of his men broke through the treeline. Behind them came small dragons with talons extended. They resembled great large birds about to pluck their prey from the ground. The dragons hissed and cried as they neared.
“Now!” I heard Balen yell. His men stopped right before the west entrance with wide-legged stances, slashing swords at the dragon-birds that cried out as blue-black blood poured from their wounds, staining the ground.
“Keep going,” Balen called.
More of his men came out of the trees, converging on the dragon things. They knocked the warriors off and in quick thrusts, left them lying dead on the ground. I noticed Balen had a cut on his cheek that bled. He turned to me.
“Stay your course, faerie. There are more behind us. Do not let them breach the opening!”
I nodded, crouching down low. The dragon things circled around and around without their riders on their backs as if they could not decide what to do.
Earh landed Tashie who bellowed at her. She jumped off, sprinting toward the opening. Tashie hovered near Ariela. It seemed neither Tashie nor Earh wanted much to do with each other.
“Earh, shoot straight,” I commanded.
Instead of shooting through the opening as I thought she might, she ran through to the other side. She shot an arrow into a dragon-like bird. It hit the ground with a thud, dead. She readied another arrow as fast as she had shot the first, in a quick succession. The others were flying, and then they were not. She inclined her head to me. I grinned back at her. Tashie gave a bellow as more men flew through the trees.
I rushed through the opening, so did Gerfin and the other elves on dragons. Ariela shouted something behind me. The blood rushing in my ears would not allow me to hear what she said. Balen, Gerfin, and I were now the front line, standing in front of the opening. I half expected to see Kel ride through next, but he did not. Another handful of men were all we could see. We fought hard, sending them back through the trees to where Balen’s men could vanquish them.
My legs ached from standing, my hand hurt from a slash; sweat pouring off me blinded me. Still, I held my ground. Most of the faeries had flown through the opening to help with the fighting. Our size had grown from only a handful to a large group of fighters.
Balen placed a hand on my arm. I almost swung at him.
About the Author
Kathleen has been writing since she was eight years old. She writes in different genres but YA fantasy is one of her favourites!