It’s not just about the loss of a child, or the loss of a parent. It’s not just about losing the one you thought you’d be spending the rest of your days with. It’s about what happens after. What do you do when life doesn’t go the way you planned? Where do you go when your wife and child are taken? How do you go on when you’re barely twelve years old and you lose both your parents – one to death and one to sickness? It can be difficult to know exactly what you should do next. What steps you should take or which direction to run in. So goes the lives of Prince Michael and Princess Evangeline – two nobles, who have never met, but who have both suffered loss. Despite coming from opposite worlds, it is their shared grief and pain that pull them together, and it is that same grief and pain that rip at their souls when the prophecy about the bearer of the Flames of Guilt becomes one more wall. One more obstacle between them and the road that could lead them to happiness. To love. To safety. To rest.
Did I mention the hogs? Yes, there’s hogs too. It’s the hogs, of course, that, in spite of their nature and physical form, work very hard to do their best. They run the race, defeating life’s pitfalls and wrong turns with perseverance and willingness of heart. These surprisingly athletic beasts serve as more than entertainment – and I haven’t even brought up the hog agility trials yet.
Read all about it in The Flames of Guilt. The hogs, the nobles, the hedge maze, the bandits, the slobbering Saint Bernard, the evil black birds, the horrible dancing, the Gloomy Tea, the many daggers, the betrayal that precedes death, the loss that started it all, the warning that wasn’t taken, the bad hog analogies that start to sound natural, and of course the romance that almost wasn’t.
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