Chapter 1: Codron
Chapter 1 draft of in-progress novel
From the King’s tower, Codron watched as the City of Dominion burned to the ground. Ash plumed across the night with gouache. He had failed. Sitting alone in his tower watching, waiting, hoping for the return of his King. The golden fleet cinched the waist of the city, a cove left in ruin.
Pain painted the halls. Royal servants flooded the ground. Wicked men stormed into the surrounding chambers. Footsteps grew closer. Glimmered shadows entered the throne room. Marcavius rushed in, snapping Codron out of his daze.
