Hello and welcome!
My friends say that is never dull around me đ read on and see who is… or rather are… my newest unexpected visitors.
As I walk into my chat room I see several Elven children spread over the furniture and none of them look happy. What is this about? I can barely wait to find out what has happened?
Why so glum? I asked.
They left us behind, Valendil complained, and the other little Elves nodded then sighed.
Why? I wasnât following the conversation and needed more input.
They think we are babies, Quillian sniffed.
I stifle a smile when she says that, they are babies, or close enough. I canât let them think I agree with their statement though. That is horrible! I exclaim. I know, bad.
On the other hand, they were doing boring things where they were going, so I guess we shouldnât complain too much, Andris stated.
They were doing Tratchar things, that is not boring, Marla sniffed, as she smacked Andris on the back of the head with her open hand.
Do that once more and you will be sorry, Andris warned.
Marla stuck her tongue out at Andris and dared him to follow through with his threat, You can try to tackle me, but it wouldnât be a good idea.
I am not so sure I should let this get out of hand, after all, I donât want there to be problems with my landlord, or their parents. Calm down, I am sure things are not as bad as you think.
You werenât left twiddling your thumbs in the background while your elders got to go partying, Piliam sighed.
True, but I am not whimpering like tiny tots now. I engage my mouth before putting my mind into gear⌠oops.
A dozen sets of Elven eyes focus in on me and I can feel my eyes grow large. I am in deep trouble now. That wasnât meant the way it sounded. I try to backpedal.
What do you think? Valendil asked the rest of the family members.
She is a dead honorary Elf, Uriel answered.
Sadly the others nod in agreement. Even worse, I think they can outrun me. How am I going to get out of this mess? I look to the side and there is a bag of candy left over from Halloween, will it work? Anything is worth a try, Anyone interested in some suckers?
I can see them wavering, even as they exchange glances. I just might stand a chance. I pick up the bag and hold it out for them to make their choices.
Lemon, cherry and orange, Quillian notes, I like those flavors.
Any blueberry or watermelon? Andris asks.
Not that I can see, Valendil answers.
Uriel sniffs as he comments, She probably already ate them, you know how the grown ups swipe all the candy around this time of the year. They think because we are children we wonât know the difference.
Hey, I speak in defense of myself, So not true. I never touched any of them, blame it on someone else.
With a sucker in their mouths and more in each hand, they all refocus their attentions onto me again⌠this canât be good.
Who are you trying to shift the blame onto? Valendil asks.
Well… you know… Mary Ann was here on the weekend before Halloween, I point out.
Twelve sets of Elven eyes narrow in thought as they eat the candy. Did they buy my suggestion? Am I going to get away with this? I have to admit, they are touchier than their parents ever were. They take a couple of slow steps forward and smile, my mind bursts into action and it is thinking only one thing⌠run.
When I get my hands on you MA… you are going to be so dead!!!
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I hope you enjoyed the visit of the children from the Elven Empire. They are little devils I tell you, but oh so cute.
You can visit with them in Hidden Kingdoms, book 1 in the One Empire Series, released November 6, 2018 from M. A. Abraham.
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Here is an excerpt … enjoy!
Everyone turned to see that all twelve of the toddlers had armed themselves with every weapon they could find, as well as had dressed the part.
âYou are not coming,â Eden stated bluntly. âYou are staying here with your Aunt Serenity and Tamarak. They will need you to guard our homes in our absence.â
Twelve sets of silver blue eyes filled with tears as they locked on Eden, even as their chins rose and their lips tightened in determination. They were not about to be left behind. This was a family matter, and they didnât care if they were only five and six years old. They knew how to hold a sword as well as anyone.
âTell me I am not seeing tears or receiving signals of an upcoming mutiny,â Gabriel stated, as he met the stares of his children and Grandchildren. âAn Elven Warrior does not second guess an order. Need I say more?â
âNo sir,â the twelve members of the various Eagle Claw families chorused. They might question their motherâs right to take command, but never Gabrielâs. He was the High Lord General and everyone looked up to him, even the Emperor Lothrariel.
To soften the blow of what was happening for the children, Serenity announced that they would be making chocolate fudge. She then stated that there were no battles happening where they parents were going. They were just headed to see to the health of an ailing tree.
This made a big difference to the younger Eagle Claw family members. It was one thing to ride into battle to guard the back of the High Lord General. It was another to tend to the well being of a tree, to them that was boring.
Now you understand why they were so frustrated LOL
Click here to read Chapter 1. Enjoy!
Here is my review: 5-star
An exciting new adventure in the spin-off series, One Empire, that leads us Elfanatics further into the Elven Empire, following the select group chosen by the Fates from the younger generation, going beyond the borders and finding the Hidden Kingdoms. The usual twists and humorous bantering between the friends will delight you and keep you reading page after page.
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Make sure you read book 0.5, a short story available in ebook format, Rising from the Ashes, before Hidden Kingdoms.
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