All hell breaks loose in Ch 12/Sc 1c of RAGING SEA by @KimHeadlee #amwriting

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It's May, that time of year when a mother's thoughts turn toward…

… helping her daughter move out of her college apartment for the summer.

This year's event was further complicated by a fatal shooting in the adjacent complex, just two days prior to my trip, putting the entire campus into lockdown for several hours.

And of course putting my nerves on high alert.

Fortunately, I was able to soothe my nerves by speaking with my daughter to learn that she all her friends are safe. While my husband is the family's designated worrywart, in this instance I just had to hear her voice and was beyond relieved when I did.

Gull's nerves go on high alert in today's excerpt from Raging Sea when he witnesses an attack on Morghe, and resolves to do something about it.

Previous excerpts of Raging Sea 
Chapters 1–6 in Raging Sea: Reckonings

 Chapter 7: Sc 1 | Sc 2 | Sc 3 | Sc 4 | Sc 5a | Sc 5b |
Chapter 8: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2 | Sc 3a | Sc 3b |
Chapter 9: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 1d | Sc 1e |
Chapter 10: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2a | Sc 2b | Sc 3a | Sc 3b | Sc 3c |
Chapter 11: Sc 1a |  Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 2 | Sc 3a | Sc 3b |
Chapter 12: Sc 1a | Sc 1b |

Raging Sea Chapter 12, Scene 1c

©2016 by Kim Headlee

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“Gull, I am honored to present Lady Morghe,” Elian said. The auld boar’s cheeks flushed and he gave her a deep bow. “Please forgive me, Chieftainess Morghe.”

Beaming, she pushed his shoulders until he straightened. “My dear Elian, it is so good to see you looking fit and fine. I’m sure Urien will be pleased to hear of it too.”

Elian grunted, which seemed an odd response to Gull, but this was neither the time nor the place for such a query. He clapped Gull’s shoulder. “My lady, this is Gull of Caledonia, my assistant with training recruits. And my closest friend.”

Tucking a stray auburn lock behind her ear, she stepped closer to Gull and extended that hand. Gull grasped her fingers and kissed them—and was smitten by a wave of lust. When he released her hand, the wave receded, thanks be to all the gods. Being a tiller of another man’s field was the fastest way to get oneself plowed under, and he’d never conceived of such an act in his entire life—or death. He gave his head a slight shake and masked the action with a bow.

“I am right honored to meet ye, Chieftainess.”

“The honor of meeting a man with such a fine way with children is mine, Gull of Caledon,” she said in flawless Caledonaiche. Before Gull could respond with more than an upraised eyebrow, she swept a graceful arm toward her escort. “And this is Lord A—”

Whatever she had been about to say ended in a loud “Ah!” as an arrow embedded in her chest, and she staggered back against the warrior. A dark red blot encircled the wound and grew at an alarming rate.

A second arrow tried to finish the work of the first, but Chieftainess Morghe’s escort had lunged to shield her with his body. The arrow deflected off his scale mail to graze Elian’s wooden leg.

“Find that archer!” the warrior roared as Elian pressed in close to guard her back.

Gull presumed the man had meant the command for him; he had already spun about to start the hunt. A blur of movement on a nearby warehouse rooftop caught his eye, and the race began.

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