Inside the Book:
Title: Enter Knight
Author: K.A. Keith
Publisher: iUniverse
Genre: Fiction
Format: Ebook/Paperback
EXCERPT:
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Excerpt
In this scene, the young
troubadour, Rudolph Mellor (nickname Jamello), confronts the paladin Xephard on
the eve before the party’s descent into the Hel plain:
Jamello regarded the holy warrior. “Xephard the Fearless. How does one
accomplish this?
The paladin’s deep voice was slow and serene.
“I have thought on your question. It is one I have answered before, but never well.
I will make amends now.
“Simply this …it is easier to be brave than
not. The ugly part of fear is that it immobilizes one to action.” The paladin
paused, gathering his thoughts. “The rabbit runs, not because he is afraid, but because that is his nature. If fear covers him, he freezes in the face of danger and is taken. The secret of courage is then to do a positive action despite one’s fear.”
“And you?”
asked
Jamello softly.
“I have no mantle of courage to slip on, having no need of such virtue. From my northern fathers, I know that the thread length of my life was wound by the Norns at the time of my birth. When it plays out, I will die. This knowledge is a mighty gift.”
“Is that
all?”
Xephard smiled warmly. “No. Long ago, I gave our goddess of wisdom and war, the soldier’s friend, every breath and shout and fiber of my being. I have no hidden self to fear or hurt. I have been shriven.”
“Nothing left to
lose?” said Jamello
wryly.
“Exactly!” beamed Xephard. He lapsed into silence. Jamello
thought him done, until the temple peer lifted his head once more.
“The holy mistress of Lampus says that how one lives out his
days is what is important. If one’s deeds in this life are found
worthy, Spear Goddess will gather you to Her circle of champions to live again as a chosen of her court, to be a hero most excellent.
Do you this thing, Rudolph Mellor.” The paladin’s cloud-blue eyes gleamed in
the
dark as
he spoke.
That said, Xephard lay back and fell apparently into untroubled sleep. Jamello groaned inwardly. He always knew that Cynthia would lure him into an inescapable fix. At last he reclined, troubled by shivering nightmares and dire, waking images such that he was surprised to find Henlee’s booted toe nudging him awake after the others had apparently risen with the dawn, such as it was in this bleak and blasted place.
He sat up and blinked.
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