Exclusive Excerpt from Twenty-One Arrow Salute
by Kasia Bacon
A lonely figure loomed behind the group. I took a few steps forward and recognised the only archer not participating in the fun by his mass of flaming auburn hair.
Smaller-framed than an average Highlander, Seinnés lay on his stomach, pressing his elbows on the grass and cupping his chin in his hands. His legs, bent at the knee and crossed at the ankles, rested in the air. He stared at the players while gnawing on a blade of grass, sporting a half-curious, half-wistful expression, the book in front of him forgotten.
He sure was pretty.
A large red mouth and lucent eyes the shade of pale fern stood out on his slender face. The pointy tip of one ear, tinged pink, peeked out through his bright hair. His colouring, bold and ostentatious, called to mind the image of the forest in autumn glory.
My earlier agitation ebbed away. An odd twinge jolted through my chest.
The more I looked, the more I enjoyed the view, astonished that Seinnés’ clean-limbed build and graceful looks had escaped my notice so far. But something beyond his beauty garnered my attention: his mellow features, stripped of their usual frostiness and contemptuous arrogance. Unaware of my scrutiny and folded in such a childlike pose, he came across as downcast and forsaken. So out of his element that I ended up fighting an odd impulse to comfort him. I couldn’t shake the thought that I’d stumbled upon him in a private moment of vulnerability when he’d dropped his guard and left himself exposed. And suddenly, watching him like that seemed wrong somehow—akin to stealing secrets—in every way more intrusive than ogling bare, soaped arses through a shroud of bathhouse steam.
About Twenty-One Arrow Salute
An archer’s heart is a hard target to hit…
Verhan Tŭrryés of Black Mountain is a handful.
Freshly enlisted in the Highland Regiment, he does all he can to steer clear of responsibility and commitment. Just not his cup of mead, that. Loose of tongue and even looser of morals, he rarely misses an opportunity to get into trouble—and into the other archers’ knickers, too.
In a unit composed almost entirely of Dark Elves, Hernan Seinnés, with his green eyes and auburn hair, is an outsider. When Verhan, up the creek again, is blackmailed into helping Hernan, he never expects to fall for him. But during the long hours spent training Hernan for the Honour Guard, feelings strike the Highlander right in the heart—and with the force of an arrow.
Unversed in relationships, Verhan finally plucks up enough courage to tell Hernan how he feels, only to drive the Asirhwӱnian away instead. If Verhan can swallow his pride, he might get one last chance to show Hernan what he means to him—and maybe this time he can hit the mark.
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About Kasia Bacon
A linguist and an avid reader with a particular fondness for fantasy and paranormal genres, KASIA BACON lives in London with her husband. When not tearing her hair out over a translating project, she writes stories about the shenanigans of emotionally constipated assassins and sexy Elves. Otherwise, she can be found shaking her loins at a Zumba class, binging on anime or admiring throwing knives on Pinterest. She has a mild coffee and lemon tart addiction. A lover of MMA and Muay Thai, she also enjoys nature and the great outdoors. She dreams of becoming independently wealthy, leaving the city and moving into her wooden mini-manor—located in the heart of stunning forests resembling those of the Elven Country depicted in her tales.
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