Today I have a real
treat with a book spotlight on the epic fantasy novel Maharia by Joshua Robertson.
This book is the third novel in the Kaelandur
series, which now comes in a box set. There’s also an excerpt from Maharia, so
enjoy…
Maharia by Joshua Robertson
In Valor There Is
Hope!
Branimir has remained
hidden from the enemy, withholding the cursed dagger from their erroneous
hands. When a stranger arrives, and offers the chance to end his never-ending
battle, Branimir sets off for the City of the Gods for answers. Now, hoping his
faith has not been misplaced, Branimir undergoes his darkest adventure yet. He
can only trust that he has the courage to survive the truth.
Both the latest novel and the box set are available
from Amazon:
Also, the first book in the series the first
book, Melkorka,
is on sale for 99 cents!
Excerpt from Maharia
Branimir’s heart
jumped at the thought of leaving Gaetana. He spun around and rose to his feet.
Adamus faced him, beard hanging to his chest, and blue eyes wild with
excitement. Witigor, a head taller than the Ariadnean, joggled his head in
agreement, the overhanging flap of his ridiculous brown hat bouncing over his
brow.
Sulanna stilled them
with her hand. “What about Dorofej? The Stuhia has not survived this long
simply to stay captive in a dungeon. Are we to continue to trust that he will
find a way to escape?”
“Tis a thought I hope
to be true, Sulanna,” Adamus said, “though the odds are not favorable. I am not
proposing we attempt to free Dorofej. We simply cannot stay here much longer.
Besides, if Dorofej does escape, he can always find us with that thing he does.”
“Klukas,” Branimir said. “Yes. He can find us in the shadow world.”
“Oh, here we are
again, talking of this mysterious, all-knowing man called Dorofej.” Wit
grimaced, pulling the sleeves up on his shirt. “The man might as well be a god,
the way you speak of him.” Wit’s eye twitched. “Still, you are correct on this
matter. The Stuhia can find anyone in Klukas
if they have come across them before. Their gift of scrying supersedes the
skill of the greatest oracle. He would be able to find you no matter your
destination, I assure you.”
“Oh. Are you suddenly
an expert with the Stuhian people, Wit?” Sulanna mocked, twisting her mouth
with suspicion. “Funny you have not said a word of them until recently.”
“Well…I have read Tom
Flitter’s Mystagogical’s Forlorn Folio and
Colin Turney’s Unchanted and Unequaled.”
Wit crossed his arms, leaned back like he had taken a blow to the bits, and
then wobbled his head back and forth in disbelief. “Do you not know I have
access to every book in the known world, Sulanna? I would have been reading
about the dragon people long before
now if I had known anyone cared to know about them. But you three keep your
tongues wrapped so tight, I would not be surprised if you did not have any
tongues at all. I don’t know how you expect me to help.”
Branimir stuck out his
tongue. “No one asked for your help. We asked for one book on ancient
religions, and here you still are—”
“Yes, I remember. The Compendium of Infernal Light by
Emrys Trudgeon.” Wit widened his eyes. “No other man could have gotten you that
little treasure. If you don’t want me, I can be on my way.” He stomped the back
of his foot against the earth, indicating he had no intention of budging. “You
know, it is not everyday someone asks about a text not highlighting the
Lightbringer.”
“Czern’s breath. You mustn’t
go anywhere,” Adamus said, angling an eyebrow at Branimir.
Sulanna flashed her
teeth, chiming in, “Indeed. Your input is always welcome, but our business will
remain our own.”
“Of course, my Lady,”
Wit said, nodding his head again with enough momentum to bounce his hat. “And I
don’t mean to pry, but anything you need to know, I can find.” He winked,
pointing at Branimir. “Don’t get me wrong. The Kras have wicked memories, but
none are as old as books. None can know how their minds have twisted their
words over time.”
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Author Bio:
You may recognize him as the dude whose dragons were said to destroy George R.R. Martin's and Christopher Paolini's dragons in a very biased Twitter poll. His first novel, Melkorka, was released in 2015, and he has been writing fantasy fiction like clockwork ever since. Known most for his Thrice Nine Legends Saga, Robertson enjoys an ever-expanding and extremely loyal following of readers.
He currently lives in North Carolina with his better half and his horde of goblins.
You can find more about Joshua Robertson and
his books at these sites:
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