Dear Diary,

Another day has passed, and still I am no closer to understanding what I am supposed to do in order to end this damnable war. I fear I am not as everyone believes me to be, and to have them all hanging their hopes upon my crown is a weight I am surely incapable of bearing. I dare not venture a guess as to what manner of alchemical concoction the seers must have inhaled in order to predict I would matter in this conflict.

Father has kept me shut up in this castle for years now. I barely remember what the city outside is like. Assassins, he says. Always, talk of assassins, yet not once have I seen anything. I’m sure he’s being overprotective… or maybe he knows about Kitlyn?

We passed again along the garden walk this afternoon. She looked so miserable, yet she refused to admit her unhappiness. I think she looked at me a certain way, but I cannot be sure. Oh, the price of assumption would be great if she shares not my feelings.

Lucen demands purity, yet I feel nothing purer than my love for her… but it is against the teachings. I know the priests have misinterpreted the will of the gods, yet dare I risk confessing to her? The plea in her eyes may well be only sorrow at the horrible way Fauhurst treats her, and all the drudgery she must endure.

Oh, how I hate that man! He treats her like an animal, and he of middling birth! What nerve! Why does father refuse to hear me on the matter of her station?

I must tell her. It is cruel to my heart to keep such a thing inside, yet if I am mistaken, she would regard me as an abomination. My closest friend, my love, would recoil in disgust. The mere thought of her face in that moment drives me to tears. Damn this war, and damn the seers, and damn Evermoor and all their savages!

Tonight, I shall visit the temple and beseech Lucen for wisdom. I shall ask him to free me of this burdensome crown. I know it is impossible, but I long to return to the days of our youth, when we had been left to ourselves and I could spend all day with her. Before that wretch Fauhurst fell upon her like a plague of tedium and drudgery. I shall have him reduced to a groundskeeper! Hah! To see the look on his face.

If only I am to live up to the Foretelling, but I do not see how. I would end the war, if only to be able to confess my love. Perhaps I shall at that. This silence is more terrible than death. I am a coward. In front of Lucen, I am a coward unworthy of this crown if I cannot tell her how I feel.

I will tell her. And if Kitlyn can no longer bear to be in my presence after that, I shall have nothing left to fear, and nothing left at all. And so shall come to pass the Foretelling. I will lead the forces of Lucernia to victory, and find solace in death.

 

About The Eldritch Heart

The Eldritch Heart
by Matthew S. Cox
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Publication Date: August 1st 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

Synopsis

Princess Oona Talomir enjoys the little things that come with her station: a handmaiden, her lavish bedchamber, and scores of fancy dresses―the duty to win a decades’ long war, not so much.

Oh, did I mention assassins?

Seers foretold the conflict would end by her hand. From the moment she drew her first breath, the neighboring kingdom has been trying to kill her so she could not grow powerful enough to destroy them. The king, fearing for his daughter’s life, has kept her confined to the castle grounds for most of her sixteen years. With the tide of war turning against them, the burden of her crown becomes too much to bear, yet one thing lifts her spirits amid the gloom.

Her servant girl, Kitlyn.

Alas, in a kingdom obsessed with the god of purity, she is terrified to confess her forbidden love. When her father makes a demand she cannot abide―marry a prince to forge a military alliance―Oona panics. He is handsome and honorable, but he’s not Kitlyn. Unable to admit why she cannot obey, Oona does the only thing she can think of, and runs away.

Alone and unprepared in the wilderness, she prays the gods will let Kitlyn find her—before the assassins do.

 
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About the Author

Born in a little town known as South Amboy NJ in 1973, Matthew has been creating science fiction and fantasy worlds for most of his reasoning life. Somewhere between fifteen to eighteen of them spent developing the world in which Division Zero, Virtual Immortality, and The Awakened Series take place. He has several other projects in the works as well as a collaborative science fiction endeavor with author Tony Healey.

Hobbies and Interests:

Matthew is an avid gamer, a recovered WoW addict, Gamemaster for two custom systems (Chronicles of Eldrinaath [Fantasy] and Divergent Fates [Sci Fi], and a fan of anime, British humour (<- deliberate), and intellectual science fiction that questions the nature of reality, life, and what happens after it.

He is also fond of cats.

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