Finally - A Keanne Original Story
For years I have been willing to write a story about two characters a friend of mine and I once build. For years, looking for the perfect thing, meanwhile building the most complex characters ever. Because perfect it would have to be with them. Wicked and twisted, filled with intrigues and danger - and an endlessly burning love.
And I found it.
"Keeper" and Arianne (Keanne), my two babies, will finally find their first challenges in a medieval setting, offering all the things you can wish for love and danger alike. Trust it to have that twitch twisting them apart from the cliché that you know from me.
Inspired by the following picture, meet:
Wayward Paths
She was supposed to have a privileged life, secured from the dreads of war surrounding her kingdom. But privileged is not the hymn for a good life and as good and bad are the offsprings of heritage, Arianne has grown up in the hell of a privileged cage build by hatred and greed.
When torture drives her onto the streets she finds her escape but it is impossible to trust him, covered in markings of the busted and carrying trouble right on his heels. Yet she’s drawn back into the outskirts of the city, surrounded by a world as awful as her own, just turned upside down. It is a port of possibilities, a resource willing to be used. But what for?
With the king calling for more men every month and Arianne slowly hitting the end of her personal hourglass one path after another lays itself out in front of her.
What will she become before war closes in and calls for all of them to pay their prizes?
