All Chapters of Archer Legacy Prophecy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As she followed Dante, Seraphina admired the muscles in his back. The intricate designs in his hair before the straight raven locks fell down his back. His warrior garb was on full display. The Heralds had a special armor that was a combination of elvish fae magic. They had cuffs on both wrists made by elvish crafters that had crystals and gemstones from Crystal Forest. These cuffs would project energy projected by their soul and enhanced by the gems. They essentially had soul armor specifically made for them, but there were always beasts and weaponry that could get through depending on their power and essence. She had seen the Hearlds in action, sparring with one another. They also had soul tattoos on their skin -- emblems of protection to enhance protection.Since their armor was protection of spirit, they never needed the heavier armor most warriors wore. The Heralds' armor was blessed by the Faerie Council of Amethystia since the Heralds of Elovaius patrolled both the Elovaius and

Twelve lycans in one bedroom wasn't ideal as Theo bumped right into Lyle and stepped back only to step on Jethro. There were eleven more lycans across the hall. The innkeeper gratefully didn't question them about their sleeping arrangements. Aiden was sprawled out by the fireplace, already sleeping in intoxicated bliss. Amos was sitting in the armchair by fireplace and smirked.“I don't bite,” the brute said, eyeing him.Theo sighed, giving in as he settled himself down on the ground near the armchair. “I'm still not talking about it.”“I didn't think you would.”Theo nodded then and looked out of the window overlooking the street. Amos remained silent and Theo thought he had fallen asleep. Downstairs, the men treated themselves to some tankards of elvish ale and he watched the redheaded lady serving them.She was a pretty creature, but she didn’t have those haunting green eyes he desired. Damn it, she was never going to—“I miss her,” Amos spoke up. Theo glanced up at him. “You weren

Seraphina had adjusted surprisingly well to traveling. Her previous experience with horseback riding helped tremendously, even if it had been Aaron that taught her that skill.Dante sighed, knowing that he could not speak ill of the other Elvish warrior. Aaron had come fifteen years ago to assist Calyx in reaching The Great Willow Tree and he stayed to make certain she was well taken care of. Like him, both of them had watched Seraphina grow from a child to a young woman and Seraphina's fascination with Aaron was apparent.Dante had always been drawn to her. When she was just six years old, he was her rescuer. When she a child going through adolescence, he was her brother. He remembers when he walked into her cottage after being injured in the wilderness after making a long-awaited trip back to The Great Willow Tree. At Lady Crystobelle's demand that Seraphina tended his wounds, he sought out her hut and found Seraphina all grown up. She seemed so excited to see him. While she had ten

A couple weeks have passed since the late afternoon at the inn, they were approaching the Cliffs Of Celeste, where the lilies grew upon the steep ledges in the cliff. They made camp upon in the clearing before the highest point drops off, nestling in a line of trees.Once the horses were fed and watered as well as the all the others, Dante settled down in his tent. He was not first watch so he gladly drifted to sleep. It was not long before he felt a presence come into his tent then approached his seemingly vulnerable body.Upon reflex, he grabbed the wrist of the hand he knew was reaching for him and forced the intruder to sail over him. His body trapped the intruder down and his dagger was supposed to be pressed against the intruder’s throat. The intruder had put up their wrist that had a bracer projecting a protective shield against the attack.“Seraphina,” he growled out.Her eyes widened. “The lilies can be harvested. I did not know if you wished to come along or have one of your

Calyx tried not to feel the overwhelming heat of jealousy when Lord Kilburn's daughter was introduced to Theodavian. Layla Kilburn was the perfect example of what type of lady Theodavian should be with and it drove her to madness. Their polite and shy exchanges as they got to know one another.In the wake of Theodavian and the Elite Guards arrival, the elvish lord spared no expense at welcoming royalty and the revered lycan warriors. Theodavian was no ordinary prince, because he was born from different species that were both from royal bloodlines. His mother was the daughter of the late Celestial King and his uncle was currently on the Celestial throne. Countless of times, his uncle reached out to him in his youth, but his mother's death hit him hard and he rejected his Celestial heritage.Although she still did not know if he was mated, she just knew Layla was the type he would be looking for. She knew now more than ever that she made the right decision as she glanced down at her fin