Chapter 45 - The Thief's Tale

Chapter 45 - The Thief's Tale

In the port city of Daisyfield, Kessa navigates both the problems plaguing the area and the qualms impacting her relationships. Was juggling ever a tick in her list of attributes?   Audio version of, The Thief's Tale, written and read by Meena Mason. Copyright © Meena Mason   Excerpt: After spending the afternoon at the beach, Kessa ambled up the dock toward The Salty Inn. The day had flown by. She couldn’t believe it was dinnertime. Peeking into the dining room, she saw her family was already seated and engrossed in conversation. Waving diffidently to them, Kessa sat down. After dinner, Malieous commented on how unusually quiet Kessa was that evening. Aquestria laughed. “Kessa’s always quiet at dinner time, Malieous. She’s got too much food in her mouth to do much talking.” Everyone joined in the laughter, except Malieous, who only smiled, and Kessa, who stuffed a huge piece of buttered bread into her mouth to hilariously illustrate her sister’s point.

Chapter 44 - The Thief's Tale

A family trip to Daisyfield with Pantheus sounds ideal. Rest, relaxation, a soothing swim are just what Dr. Finesse would order. But there’s no rest for the covert it seems.   Audio version of, The Thief's Tale, written and read by Meena Mason. Copyright © Meena Mason   Excerpt: Cacophonous hoofbeats frightened the beggars back in time to avoid being trampled. The horseback riders were garbed in uniforms that identified them as Daisyfield guards.                “Round them up,” an authoritative voice boomed through a full helm.                Several guards dismounted and marched toward the terrified impoverished. They were none to gentle as they began herding them into a group. Judging by the complaints, cries, and scuffles, the people were opposed to being herded… and were, understandably, frightened. “Just what in Althalos’ name do you think you are doing?” Kessa demanded in a voice that matched the authority and volume of the helmed man, but was also amply spiced with anger.                A guard, still on his horse and positioned close to her, swiveled his head to glare at her and his arm lifted as if he meant to strike.

Chapter 43 - The Thief's Tale

Although Kessa might consider herself a bit of a social outcast, she certainly didn’t act like one at her sister’s celebration party. Nor was she treated like one. Quite the opposite, in fact.   Audio version of, The Thief's Tale, written and read by Meena Mason. Copyright © Meena Mason   Excerpt: Kessa’s deliberation was diverted by the drink tray. She was in the midst of arguing personal misgivings about partaking, when she heard a condescending voice declare, “Hey, blondie, best to avoid the spirits after your performance at the banquet, wouldn’t you say?”

Chapter 42 - The Thief's Tale

While recovering from her jaunt in the wilderness with Quinn and the Birthday Aches and Pains surprise, Kessa meets Malieous, who apprises her of the ceremony that will announce Captain York’s successor. But it turns out the ceremony has more than one revelation.   Audio version of, The Thief's Tale, written and read by Meena Mason. Copyright © Meena Mason   Excerpt: Casually scrutinizing the guard, Kessa and Quinn followed, awed by the sheer size of the tent’s interior, plus the amount of people already crowded within. With a slight gesture, Malieous ushered them to a long, wooden bench with just enough room for the two of them to sit comfortably. After they were seated, Malieous strode toward an entourage of important looking people surrounding a raised platform.

Chapter 41 - The Thief's Tale

Narrowly escaping two harrowing entrapments should be cause for elation, jubilation even, but for Kessa it’s the opposite. Perhaps it has to do with her family and friends forgetting her birthday. Or did they? Maybe her friends have cooked something up that she won’t forget. Audio version of, The Thief's Tale, written and read by Meena Mason. Copyright © Meena Mason Excerpt: She spent several moments contemplating this before bitterly complaining, “All I can say is it isn’t the way I planned to celebrate my eighteenth birthday; that’s for sure.” Thomas’ steps temporarily slowed; Kessa chalked it up to the revelation that yesterday had been her birthday. Thomas, like her sister, like Quinn, like everyone had forgotten her birthday. Big surprise! “I don’t think I’ll acknowledge my birthday again. Why should I celebrate the day I was born? No one else does...” she was about to continue but her voice caught in her throat. Blasted emotions!