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By Chris Weigand

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Then his gaze fell on Waldrom. Here was the man, so smug and condescending, who sought to destroy Crato and threatened his parents. He didn’t seem the least bit imposing reclining upon his throne. Disgust overwhelmed the prince, and it was all he could do not to spit on the floor. The man was the antithesis of his father, who, with his broad shoulders and compassionate demeanor, commanded the respect of all who knew him. The king rose from the throne and waved for the guard to bring Joachim forward. “Prince Brandan, I presume. I’m King Waldrom.” “Prince Brandan? No, I’m Joachim.” Waldrom stepped back, and Joachim saw the fire burning in his eyes. “What do you mean, you’re not Prince Brandan?”  Waldrom looked at the guard holding Joachim and waved his hand. A candelabrum flew from the wall, hitting the guard and igniting his beard. The guard swatted wildly at the flames while Waldrom advanced on Melvane, standing by the door. “How could you grab the wrong prince?” The wizard dropped to his knees. “My Lord, our spies told us Prince Brandan would be in the training room.     palaceoftwelvepillars200x300-2-1.jpg             Check out the contest on Goodreads. I will be awarding two lucky winners with two signed copies of Palace of the Twelve Pillars, one for the winner to read and a second to share with a friend. https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/221552-palace-of-the-twelve-pillars        

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