#aceprotagonist

THE FOX EATER: -finished?

Shavn, former soldier in the imperial army just wants to go home and retire in peace without being aware that the strange pearl he's carrying from his last battle is an item of incredible power that puts him firmly in the crosshairs of those seeking it.

It will reveal secrets and intrigue beyond his previous imagining and challenge every resource in his reach to stop the Fox Eater from destroying everything he's spent his life trying to protect.

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The Fox Eater - Heather Salmon - Wattpad

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CLARIONS DRAGONS:

It's just supposed to be a diplomatic mission to try and arrange a marriage between the crown Prince of the Glass Coast, Donal; and the Queen of the tiny island of Ostos, formerly a terrifying force known for dragons that are, everyone knows, now extinct.

Desdemona of Ostos however has no particular interest in marrying Donal, and Donal doesn't like hearing the word 'no'. Not from Desdemona, and not from his own father.

This section hasn’t been revised yet, but some version will stay and I hope I’m a lot more clear about it. Shavn is Ace.

Shavn sighed in relief as he heaved himself to his feet. White Goddess or Empress aside, that he could answer easily enough. “What, did you fall asleep before I finished?”

            “No, I wanted to know what happened to Horne and the Prince afterward. Are there stories about that?”

            “Ah.” He dug his fingers into a knot in his muscles, trying to work it out, and then bought more time trying to pop the crick out of his neck. “That’s a little less neat. Hrothgar goes on to become king in his own right. Horne serves him faithfully for a number more years but then it gets a bit ugly. Hrothgar chooses others over Horne, and Horne is turned to stone and left behind.”

            Alala shouldered her bag and scowled at him. “That’s rather dire.”

            “Well, there’s some stories that he was revived a hundred years on and gave himself a new name. There’s also one variation that Horne went on to wed a man who could become a bull but those tend to attract a particular type of retelling I admit I rarely sit through.”

            Alala’s eyebrows rose steeply, and he could all but see how her fox ears would have perked to match. Then she laughed, color flooding to her cheeks and humor partially, if temporarily, erasing the dark circles under her eyes from the long night.

            “I think I’ll be kind and not ask for details.” She chuckled. Shavn snorted.

            “I appreciate that, though I probably wouldn’t tell you anyway.”

            “Oh, that’s where you draw a line? Are you afraid I’ll be offended by a tumble-ballad?” She looked both amused and disapproving at the thought.

            “No, I won’t tell you because I tend not to sit through them. I’m just… it’s not something…” He fumbled, blushed furiously in embarrassment at his own struggles. “It’s not for me.”

YO r u cool w playing w other ppl?? whenever i do like random groupings it nvr finds ppl lol

thank you! the closer the deadline the more anxious we’re all getting