Putting the Romance in Necromancy: The Knight and the Necromancer

By A. H. Lee

Sairis has never ridden a living horse, never left home, never kissed a man. He'd really like to do one of those things...

 

Sairis is a necromancer with a price on his head. He needs to get to the capital for a conference that may change his life. But he's never ridden a horse before. At least not a live one.

 

Fortunately, the local knacker is a gentle soul who has helped Sairis in the past. In addition, Sairis suspects the knacker may know things about the world of romance between men. Necromancers don't have social lives, and Sairis doesn't dare ask questions. But after an evening of thunderstorms, ghosts, and a narrow escape, he decides to take a risk.

 

This is a prequel short story, introducing The Knight and the Necromancer trilogy. You can enjoy this story without having read the novels.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pavonine Books
• Release date: Mar 18, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393149996

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Putting the Romance in Necromancy

a Prequel Short Story for

The Knight and Necromancer Trilogy

A. H. Lee

Published by: Pavonine Books

Cover Art by: Starla Huchton

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Putting the Romance in Necromancy

Author’s Note

Putting the Romance in Necromancy

Sairis looked into the eyes of the horse he intended to kill and reflected on the irony of their situation. Here was an animal who had served some farmer long and patiently. Now, as disease and age overtook him, the gentle beast had been led to the knacker’s yard and left there for a stranger to kill in whatever way he saw fit. This was life among peasants in rural Mistala. It was the unfortunate way of things. Nobody would have criticized the farmer who brought this horse to be slaughtered.

But they would call me a monster, thought Sairis, because I am going to raise him.

In the corner of the stall, the knacker, Merek, stood nervously holding a lamp. It was about an hour after sunset, and rain