Copyright 2012 by Renee Mimms
All rights reserved.
License Notes: This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
Cover image: Stockvault
Special Thanks to Mrs. Carolyn Moore for all her hard work.
The tall, thick trees had begun to thin out, revealing a cloudless blue sky. Griegiery Salsizern rode his gray mare up the weed covered path, furrowing his brow. It seemed that the imperial soldiers failed to maintain this particular road, although few people traveled this way. Most citizens of Vazlon preferred the main roads. Griegiery did not. He could do without the peasants on the side of the road, dressed in scant rags, heavy bundles carried on their backs. He could do without the loud soldiers, the trade caravans, and the other travelers who accosted him from time to time, peppering him with friendly conversation. Griegiery would rather be alone with his thoughts than have to converse with busybodies.