Legends of Lasniniar The Vow coverLegends of Lasniniar: The Vow

Series: The World of Lasniniar

Nimrilwyn swims the seas of Ralvaniar—a respected member of the Folk.

…One of the few who takes an interest in the land-dwelling elves.

None of the Folk understand her friendship with them. Why bother to form a bond with those who can never know life beneath the waves?

But Nimrilwyn values her unusual friendships. She prides herself on her loyalty. Even to those not of her own kind.

…No matter the cost.

Visit the sprawling past of the World of Lasniniar series in this stand-alone fantasy story by Jacquelyn Smith.

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The Vow Excerpt

“Is this visit necessary?” Rallavalan asked in the language of the Sea Folk.

Nimrilwyn had lost count of how many times he had already asked the same question during their swim to Arindaria. She gave her blue-scaled fluke an irritated twitch.

“Yes, it is necessary,” she said, trying to maintain her patience. Rallavalan could be trying at times… “Rasnialfia is my friend, and she has invited me to see her new child. It is only polite that I go.”

Rallavalan’s nose wrinkled. “But she is not one of the Folk.”

“She is still a Sea Elf,” Nimrilwyn said, knowing the argument would mean little to her companion. Although the Sea Elves were close allies of the Folk, Rallavalan had little interest in any land-dwelling creature.

“You are not even fond of babies,” Rallavalan said, unwilling to let the matter drop.

“It does not matter.” Nimrilwyn uttered a frustrated sigh that emerged as a stream of bubbles. No matter what she said, Rallavalan would never understand her bond with Rasnialfia. “You need not accompany me if you do not wish to go.”

Rallavalan sniffed, raising his stubborn chin. “You should not travel unescorted.”

Nimrilwyn resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Rallavalan had been her self-appointed companion for as long as she could remember. She had yet to be able to dissuade him from accompanying her anywhere. She should have known this time would be no exception.

She and Rallavalan traveled beneath the ocean waves, passing schools of fish as they went. The gift of their people allowed them to communicate underwater, but now she chose the path of silence. She had not asked Rallavalan to accompany her on this journey. If he was going to keep complaining, she would send him back to the Reef, where the Folk made their home. Not that he would listen, but perhaps such a reprimand would startle him into silence for once.

She doubted it though.

[Copyright © Jacquelyn Smith, 2021]

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