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Wrath of the White Dove Free Reading - 2

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  CHAPTER  1 Back then, the tavern didn't have a name. At least, no one bothered to remember it. The air inside was a permanent cocktail of damp wood, old ale dregs, and grease never fully scrubbed away. In the afternoons, the patrons were sparse—mostly dockworkers from the nearby wharves or sailors on brief shore leave. They’d enter, drink, leave, their eyes never lingering. In the corners, a few listless regulars nursed their cups, utterly disinterested in the world. "August! Are those tables clean?!" Grace’s voice cracked from the back like a whip against a post, carrying her trademark brand of no-nonsense authority. The coin purse at her belt jingled with every move, a constant reminder—she ruled this roost. August stood behind the bar, sleeves rolled high, a few stray drops of murky ale staining his wrist. He wiped a wooden tankard with a rag, rolling his eyes as he did. "Done, done." His motions, however, grew unconsciously quicker, shoving the last chippe...
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WRATH OF THE WHITE DOVE - Free Reading 1

  PROLOGUE The white dove did not fly. It remained perched on the beam above the pyre, feathers unmarked, stark against the pitch-soaked wood below. The fire had not yet been lit, yet the bird was unnervingly still—neither fleeing nor struggling, as if it understood that this moment was not about escape. The prisoners were already screaming. Chains rattled as bodies strained against iron and timber. Voices broke—some begging, some cursing, some reduced to raw, animal noise as terror stripped away language itself. Fear thickened the air, sharp and cloying. No one answered them. The crowd pressed closer. Boots ground against frozen earth. A single prayer was whispered and instantly swallowed, cut short as though even faith feared being overheard. Augustine watched the executioner raise the torch. The flame flickered beside the pitch-blackened stakes, patient, waiting—not for an order, but for consent already given. So this is how it begins. Not with debate. Not with mercy. Just fire…...
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