The Vault Guardian

Chapter 1 Aryn n Ignistad , Marzora; Ænæria One Moon Ago She hadn’t gone  into the midnight council with many expectations. She noted Juarez of Juptura sharing a familiar eye with the other men around the long marble table in the castle’s meeting hall. There was little pomp for the half-nosed man being named, and if Arynn’s gut could be trusted, the man already had a reputation within Ænæria. The king’s nephew had been met with applause when named legate of the new province, Bacchuso. Gatron’s so-called return from the dead had been received with weary eyes and half-hearted ‘hurrahs.’ Indeed, they clapped their hands together and sung words of praise. That is until the king announced her name. “Meet Arynn of Vänalleato!” King Randolph cheered. The clapping died. Severing the legates of their hands couldn’t have yielded a better result. They shied away, sinking farther into their gold-rimmed stone seats arranged around the council table.  Legate Gatron of Plutonua t