"There will be blood!" #MFRWhooks

Daughter of the Deepwood 
Book 2 of the Twin Moons Saga ​

​On sale for 0.99 for a limited time only 
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BB3YCY1

Excerpt 

Falco ignored the comment, his opinion of the weaselly fae ambassador to the gnomes was hardly higher than his opinion of the gnomes themselves. Instead he said, “I request a regiment to rescue the witchbreed.” 

“You left her there?” the king blurted. Falco bowed his head in shame. 

“With or without the regiment, I will go back for her. I owe her no less.” 

“You owe her a great deal more,” the king said. “How long has she been incarcerated by these humans?” 

“As best I can estimate, about a year.” ​

“And she lives?” 

Falco nodded, feeling the drain of her weakening body and spirit upon his own life force. “It is my soul that keeps her alive now.” 

“Then go, Lord Captain, and uphold Daimónio Refstófae honor and duty,” the king ordered. “You may take three warriors of your choosing with you.” 

Falco bowed with genuine gratitude. “Thank you, your majesty.” 

“Don’t thank me just yet, Lord Captain. When you return, you’ll complete the mating with this witchbreed. Don’t expect her to thank you when she might have preferred the mercy of death.” 

“No, your majesty.” 

Falco bowed and departed. Filled with a sense of increasing urgency and valiantly resisting the pull of xanani sleep, he marched to the garrison where the Daimónio Refstófaes’ elite warriors lived. 

“Captain!” came the surprised acknowledgement as his warriors leaped to their feet and stood at attention. “We did not know you had returned.” 

“At ease,” he commanded. “I returned only moments ago. And I will leave only moments hence. I need three volunteers to accompany me.” 

“It if please you, Captain, we would appreciate more information,” his lieutenant said, speaking for them all. 

“I was taken prisoner by the humans. They were aided by djinni,” he reported in clipped syllables. “They held a fae-blooded female there. I used her blood to break the iron with which they shackled me and now I must retrieve her.” 

Falco’s ears pinned flat against his head as he growled a promise, “There will be blood.” 

---