Kinslayer Lasniniar coverKinslayer (The World of Lasniniar, Book 2)

Series: The World of Lasniniar

Lasniniar. A new continent the elves can call home after the fall of Ralvaniar.

They hope to finally find peace under the leadership of Iadrawyn and Valanandir—far from the dark creatures they left behind in the magical cataclysm. A simple enough wish.

But darkness comes in many forms. And not even Iadrawyn and Valanandir know the hidden enemy that lurks within the elves’ midst.

…Or how far they must go to stop him.

The elves’ epic struggle evolves to a new level, drawing enemies and allies alike in this sweeping, second novel from the World of Lasniniar fantasy series by Jacquelyn Smith.

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Kinslayer Excerpt

Alfialys walked alone on the worn paths of Melaquenya. The sun would be rising soon. The ancient forest was silent, except for the chirping of rousing birds in the foliage above. The trunks of the trees glimmered with flecks of gold and silver in the predawn shadows. His boots shone with dew from the lush grass, but his footsteps made no sound. A cool breeze carrying the green scent of the forest brushed his cheeks and stirred his long, white braids against his shoulders.

The Light Elf allowed his mind to roam as he walked. He had found himself making these early morning journeys increasingly often over the past several days. He had tried to deny the reason behind his growing restlessness, but he knew he couldn’t hide from it much longer.

Today is the day everything changes.

He hoped he was wrong, but something deep inside him told him otherwise. He wished he could say it was the prodding of the Quenya, but his connection to the source of the elves’ magic had never been a strong one. He knew he was meant to do something important with his life, but unlike most Light Elves, he had very little idea what that thing was. He had flashes of insight from time to time, but they were rarely about anything of consequence.

Alfialys knew his lack of connection disconcerted Iadrawyn. The Ruling Lady of the Light Elves had held both he and his sister after they had been born, guiding their souls to the Quenya, yet his sister’s connection had always been the stronger of the two. This in itself was not unusual. Some elves simply had a stronger bond with the Quenya than others. But Alfialys was different. He had silver eyes—a color that had not changed since his birth nearly a thousand years ago. No other Light Elf had ever been marked in such a way. No one knew what it meant, but his eyes were not the only thing that set him apart…

His pointed ears twitched, his thoughts scattering. He heard no sign of approach, but he knew someone was coming. He felt another presence approaching, as familiar to him as his own. He stopped walking and waited.

[Copyright © Jacquelyn Smith, 2021]

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