A Knight’s Calling: The Shackled Verities Prequel Novella: The Shackled Verities, #0
By Tammy Salyer
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People are marvelous dreamers, and even better dinners…
Scholar and vagabond, Griggory Dondrin is a simple man with simple dreams, to wander the world and learn all he can of the celestials' many marvels and creations in his short mortal life. And maybe, just once, cross paths with a dragør—without getting burned to char and eaten, of course.
This is a story of what happens when a man's dream comes true, with unexpected, eternal consequences.
In this prequel to the Shackled Verities series, join Griggory before he was a knight sworn and vital member of the Knights Corporealis' quest to save the Great Cosmos , and immerse yourself in the realm of Vinnr before the War of Rivening, when dragørs still roamed the Howling Weald and the Vigil Star had not yet abandoned her creations…
What people are saying about the Shackled Verities Series:
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The Shackled Verities Series:
A Knight's Calling: A Shackled Verities Story
Knight Chosen: The Shackled Verities (Book One)
Knight Redeemed: The Shackled Verities (Book Two)
Knight Exiled: The Shackled Verities (Book Three)
Knight Awoken: The Shackled Verities (Book Four)
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A Knight’s Calling - Tammy Salyer
CHAPTER ONE
Adragørfly hovered in front of Griggory’s nose close enough that he could make out every detail of its finger-sized body. Lizard-like, more dragør than insect, the little creature differed from the giant firebreathers that were their namesake most in their ommatidial eyes. The orbs seemed too big for their small bodies, and their wings oscillated rather than flapped, much too fast for his eyes to capture, even though their constant buzz was unmistakable to his ears. For Griggory, this sound was more musical than anything people might make, which was probably why he’d spent much of his life avoiding people to study the dragørflies and their distant dragørkind cousins.
He might have been called a devotee, or an obsessive, of dragørkind and all its evolutionary offshoots. This was why he now sat in a glade outside the city of Umborough’s walls, enticing the little flying creatures so close to his face. His method was simple. He held the handle of a spoonful of honey in his mouth. They couldn’t resist the sweet nectar of bees, produced from the pollen of the dalla flower, any more than he could.
This little creature now inches from his eyes hadn’t braved a dip into the honey just yet. Instead, it seemed to be sizing him up. He imagined it was judging him, assessing what speed and strength he might have, and wondering if it—along with the help of all its companions—might be able to challenge him in a fight and make off with the full jar that sat beside him.
The thought was amusing but as far-fetched as could be. Griggory would never hurt the little creatures, not in a hundred lifetimes. He’d sooner drown in honey than harm them. The tiny dragørs were favorites of the celestial called Vaka Aster, creator of this realm, one of the Great Cosmos’s five, and therefore were as precious to him as his own life.
Then again, there was nothing Griggory would harm, unless forced to. He wasn’t a violent sort, nor avaricious or cruel. His desires were simple and direct: to get lost in the world and see all its peculiarities, explore all its off-the-beaten-path crannies, dive into all its oceans, and learn about all its many wonders. And the most wondrous of all, of course, was dragørkind.
Thinking of this invariably brought his mind back to his current problem, and the reason he was now here in Umborough with little more than a knapsack and jar of honey to his name: exploring the world’s wonders cost coin, but coin, called crimsons in Yor, was not something that came easily to someone like him, without a full-time home, without a full-time craft or occupation, and, worst of all, without the temperament necessary to sit still long enough to establish either of these.
This dragørfly, with a mellow rose-colored sheen to its thorax and giant amethyst-colored false eyes on its wings, seemed to have seen into his nature and realized the sort of man Griggory was: a looker but not a toucher. It dove for the honey in the spoon’s bowl and sat dead in the center, letting its long, spindly tongue-like proboscis loll like a dog’s into the nectar. Griggory stayed as still as he could, watching it without blinking, strangely moved by the simple trust the creature had shown him.
If only he could lure a dragør as easily, though he supposed he’d need a half-ton vat of honey for that, and the likelihood he’d end up as crisp as leaves in winter for his troubles was quite strong. Probable, in fact.
As if listening to his wishes, the rumble of a distant firebreather slipped through the trees, echoing throughout the forest like a restive spirit. It rose from a dramatic bass, pitched low enough to make the very air feel like a battering ram, to a slightly higher baritone, ending in a few quick hoots like an owl. He’d read of this cacophony before—the sound of a new dragør parent celebrating! An egg must have recently hatched. The occasion was vanishingly rare, an event that occurred once perhaps every four or five hundred turns. He would have smiled if it wouldn’t have disturbed his new little friend.
For the better part of half an hour, he lingered in this morning-sun-spotted glade a bit more than a mile outside the city, at the edge of the Howling Weald, studying the dragørfly and its companions. The dragør’s call didn’t come again, but he didn’t mind. It was a gift to have heard it at all.
It was quiet here outside the bustle of Umborough, and more peaceful even than the Resplendolent Conservatum, where he was being temporarily housed. In need of money once again, he’d come back to the city of his birth after a turn exploring the wide-spanning desert of the Lœdyrrak Province in search of the red-scaled dragørs of the southern lands. The Lœdyrrak had little use for a pale northeasterner and his reckless vagabonding. So, here he was, home again—though home to him was more a mood than a place. He always had a job at the stuffy Conservatum, teaching acolytes the subject he knew best—the natural and wystic traits of Vaka Aster’s most favored of all creatures: dragørkind.
It was a niche area of study, and there were some who argued it was useless. The dragørs had shunned humanity for centuries, why learn about them now? But it was the only subject Griggory was unequaled in. How many others had spent hours, or even a moment, of their lives holding a honey-dipped spoon in their mouth to entice dragørflies up close, after all? How many others knew that dragørs and dragørflies were still, despite the vast gulf of evolution that separated them, able to communicate as clearly with each other as he could with another Prelate? Or so he assumed, based on their