The Youngest Wife: Breadcove Bay

By R.S. Kellogg

Best friends who end up in very different lives...

     In the city of Breadcove Bay, powerful men often choose wives based on their position or magical talent.

     Andreya visits her best friend Tivva, the newest wife of Magistrate Sizal, Tivva's beautiful home and charming childeren delight Andreya, though the estate seems miles above the neighborhood where she and Tivva grew up.

     Can friends with such different lives keep their connection intact?

     In the fantasy realm of Breadcove Bay, "The Youngest Wife" explores an incident in the lives of Andreya and Tivva that shifts their friendship forever.

     If you love stories of female friendship, pick up "The Youngest Wife" today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rebecca Kellogg International
• Release date: Jul 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201980696

R.S. Kellogg

 R.S. Kellogg writes in the fantasy Breadcove Bay series, as well as exploring other story worlds and non-fiction topics.

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The Youngest Wife

Breadcove Bay

R.S. Kellogg

Published by Rebecca Kellogg International, 2021.

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To Caroline

The Youngest Wife

by R. S. Kellogg

In the courtyard walls around Andreya, deep groves in the stones had been carefully repaired with some sort of slightly lighter material, creating an effect that looked like webbing. When Andreya had touched them out of curiosity earlier, she had felt that the lighter material that had been used to fill the grooves had a different texture than the stones themselves.

Everything about the estate spoke of being generations old but also well cared for.

The air smelled softly of flowers from the tidy square gardens under the trees, which had been expertly pruned.

Each of the paths to the many doors around the courtyard had been carefully swept, and all of the metal work was clean and polished—the door handles, the beautiful candle holders next to the main door, and the copper-colored ceremonial lettering welcoming guests to the main hall.

Andreya spun slowly around the vast courtyard of the venerable and cared-for Sizal estate, holding Tivva’s baby in the air.

The ornate marble columns near the gateways to the second-story rooms of the main building flashed into and out