One corner of Kye’s lips quirked upward, his hand taking mine. He turned it over, his fingers playing slowly across my palm. I should have pulled away, but I didn’t.
“You will never change, will you, Stone? You will never accept that some must be lost for much to be gained.”
I shook my head, my eyes on his fingers as they traced the lines of my hands. It was a curious sensation, and warmth unfurled in the pit of my stomach, lighting a fire that heated every corner of my body.
“Should I change?” I whispered hoarsely.
Kye’s smile grew. “No, you keep us balanced. I keep the rebels fighting for freedom, and you keep us all humble.”
I forced my eyes away from my palm. How was I supposed to think when he was drawing shapes like that on my skin? I tugged on my hand. Kye refused to let go.
“You’ve forgiven me,” he stated.
It wasn’t a question, and his boldness with my hand made me bold as well. I lifted my free hand, reaching tentatively for his face. He watched me, his eyes alert, his breathing stilled.
My finger touched the scar on his temple, and he exhaled, his eyes closing. The fingers he’d been drawing circles with on my palm froze.
“So many scars,” I breathed. “You had enough without my hatred.”
My Review – 5/5 stars!!
Book II continues the story of Drastona, a scribe and mage with the power to talk to the trees & animals, as she and her new friends attempt to thwart an assassination attempt, that if it succeeds, will thrust Medeisia and Sadeemia into a bloody and violent war. They must travel across Ardus, an unforgiving desert wrought with danger, in order to reach the Sadeemian King in hopes that he will help them in their plans to free the persecuted people of Medeisia from evil King Raemon. Along the way, they meet an unexpected adversary and together face what lies ahead while also forging bonds that are not so easily broken. I invite you to delve into a world full of fantasy and mystical creatures. A world forged out of love and loss, happiness and sadness, hope and despair – dark and light.
Tempest – Scribes of Medeisia Book II by R.K. Ryals has to be one of the most emotionally powerful, extremely well written, and highly imaginative books that I have ever had the pleasure of reading. It was absolutely breath-taking and left me with a swirling mix of emotions – sadness, elation, pride, loyalty, love, fear etc. I felt the emotions of the characters in the story and that is a testament to the amazing writing capabilities of the author!
I could go on and on about what I loved about this book and how R.K. Ryals has quickly become one of my favorite authors but I will let you, the next reader, discover this on your own. My only complaint, and I use that word super lightly, is that I devoured it so quickly and, although when I came to the end no questions were left unanswered, it left me wanting so much more. I cannot wait to follow Drastona and her fellow rebels to the next adventure wherever it may lead them. I have this strange feeling that they will “overcome and prevail”.
“For out of the ashes of devastation will arise a phoenix, an omen, a child born under the Harvest Moon,” Cadeyrn recited, his breath stirring the small hairs along my neck. It was the prophecy, the lines from the Book of Truth. “This child,” Cadeyrn whispered, “will be born of forbidden magic, born to bring two nations together.”