Xander began to circle Aowyn. She watched him, poised and ready. He swung his blade, and Aowyn met it midair. The steel clanged. She rounded and got Xander across his back with the flat of her sword. He stumbled forward. Some of his men cheered and laughed. Xander steadied himself and swung again. Steel sang against steel.
Aowyn sidestepped and blocked another blow. She swung quickly, but Xander deflected the attack. She remembered the times her brothers had allowed her to fight with them. She racked her brain in search of their tricks.
Xander tensed as their swordplay continued. Aowyn breathed and relaxed. She had been taught that tension slows the body. What she lacked in strength, she made up for in speed.
Aowyn moved quickly, felling two blows against Xander. He lost his balance, and she landed her foot in his thigh. Xander rolled into the mud and gave her a roguish grin.
After the princess Aowyn‘s mother, Queen Sulwen, passes the handmaiden Ciatlllait is seducing the two oldest sons and the King himself. One night the woman turns all of Aowyn’s brothers into swans and while trying to protect them and her father, she needs to find a way for her to break the curse put on her brothers. But while this is going on Lord Rab plans to take over The Summer Isle, where Aowyn lives, and sends his two sons Bannock and Xander with an army to crush the weakened King Aodhagáin. Continue reading