And now, we are paying off the tensions built up over 60,000 words of danger, betrayal, poison, magic, chases, escapes, mistaken identity and the face of certain death … this is the part that’s the most fun to write. Not the easiest, no, because even though I know exactly where we’re going now, I have to make sure to do it right. It’s no use telling everything in the story perfectly if you don’t stick the punchline.
“Face me, Dolorous Sword,” she said. “Face Dyrendal, sword of heroes since the dawn of time. Pit your golden gleam against its ruddy hue, sunrise against bloody sunset. And bring your victim, the latest to fall for your siren song, against Sir Trinadan d’Almorie, knight of the Round Table. For he will be the last you will ever so deceive.”
CHALICE OF POISON. Part Three of the trilogy which began in KEEP OF GLASS.