Logan Marsh: A Thrilling Fantasy Novel (Action Adventure,Mystery, Y/A Book 1) Read Online Free

on his head when he breathed fire him on, ending the battle with one stroke: the breath was turned from Marsh to Sernin Krouzar, the dragon’s right hand, causing him to burn before Hubris and his other minions. The dragon’s left ear was cut off during the fight and he was known as Darkear from that day forward.
    Every time Claude remembered Patrick, his adoptive father, his pleasant thoughts were interrupted by the last memory of his. That was the moment he decided to become a knight. To avenge. It was during a dark notime noon – the infamous day when the sun does not shine and people do not leave their houses because dark and unnatural things lurk outside. That day Claude was called to the place where Patrick’s body was tied to a tree, bloody mud spattered around him, and Melan, his wife, wept horribly.
    Almost a year afterwards, Melan gave birth to Logan; but Claude was not around at the time. Six months after Patrick Marsh’s murder, Claude met his two friends, De-Stik and Krunch, when the three of them rescued a hungry beggar from a group of drunkards. The three defeated the thugs, gave him back his cane and the few coins that were stolen from him. That same day, they founded Tigertief.
    For seven years, Tigertief was known all over the kingdom as the saviour of the poor and the hopeless. At that time, Claude was given the name ‘Achtisanor’ because of his prowess with his fire-gleaming sword, Achtis.
    Finally, the king Domrownick asked Achtisanor to stand at his right hand and lead the king’s guard. Achtisanor accepted the position, but only if they would allow him to continue investigating Patrick Mash’s murder and that Tigertief would not be disbanded, but its members would lead the guard.
    Five years Tigertief served the kingdom. They were sent to dangerous missions and horrible places. Achtisanor has trained the younger royal knights. And then calamity struck: Princess Carinian, King Domrownick’s daughter, and Achtisanor’s paramour, was murdered.
    That disaster also happened during a notime night. From the initial investigation, it was deduced that Carinian stole into her beloved bedroom to leave a love letter. When she opened the door to Achtisanor’s room, an arrow was shot through the window and pierced her heart. The next day, Achtisanor returned to the royal abode from his nightly missions – and his heart was shattered as fine crystal. A heart-wrenching scream was heard that morning in the palace. His beautiful paramour was lying in a pool of blood on the floor, a black feathered arrow lodged in her tender body. In her hand was a blood-stained letter, and to it was attached a golden medallion.
    Achtisanor blamed himself for the death of the princess. “The arrow was meant for me,” he repeated again and again. He decided to resign his commission, and would not adhere to the protests. He could not live with the guilt and the pain. He left behind his sword, Achtis, at the royal abode, and left. So Tigertief was disbanded and the royal family lost one of its heroes.
    De-Stik, one of Achtisanor’s friends, chose the life of a wandering troubadour. Krunch had received a summons from the Committee for Magic Higher Learning, offering him a position in Sorcerer’s Academy, an offer he could not refuse.
     
    “I am sorry,” Alystus’s voice jolted Achtisanor awake. “I did not mean to remind you of the pain.”
    “It’s okay,” Achtisanor sighed. “I closed this door long ago,” he wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
    “Come on, let’s go!” Alystus stood. “Gather your things and go to the city, this is the morning of the festival.”
    Achtisanor was surprised. “And what about Rood,” he remembered suddenly.
    “He is in good hands,” said Alystus, “I ordered to bring him to the royal stables. I am sure he feels just fine.”
     
    Achtisanor smiled and stood next to his old student: he gathered his equipment from the guards’ room and exited to the city. The myriad of colours