Slaying the Frost King by Candace Robinson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Candace Robinson
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MOROZKO
Snow fell onto the cobblestones in the castle’s courtyard, painting the
picture of serenity—or at least it would have—had it not been for the
writhing body beneath Morozko’s boot.
Whimpers escaped from the mortal, and he clawed at the ice, chipping
away his nails in a futile attempt to escape the king.
The wind in the mountains whipped through Morozko’s hair, catching on
his nose. “Stop moving. You’re sullying the ground with your blood.”
Morozko frowned, motioning to the flecks of red soaking through the
snowdrifts. Soon enough, the mortal would cease moving—he was, after all,
a treasonous wretch.
Not only had he been milling around the castle, which was forbidden
unless summoned, but he—and the entire village of Vinti—had chosen not to
hold a ceremony that had taken place for centuries. It was not only
Morozko’s honor at stake but so much more. Certainly, the villagers thought
it wise to continue celebrating but somehow forgot the most significant part
of the ceremony: the animal sacrifice.
Oh, but Vinti believed themselves clever by dancing around their bonfire,
drinking, and partaking in food meant to celebrate the animal’s spilled blood.
They not only slighted and mocked him but Frosteria as well.
The Frost King would remedy that.
How fortunate Morozko was to send an emissary to witness it all, and
said emissary was accompanied by the captain of the royal guard, Andras.
Andras had done well by capturing the flailing man, bringing the mortal
to Morozko for him to question and, if he felt so inclined, torture.
Morozko increased the pressure of his boot, and the human’s life spilled
further from a gash on his side. The flesh peeled away, revealing muscle and
bone. “I—I told the captain,” the male coughed, “it was the chieftain’s
decision to pass on the sacrifice. Not all of us wanted to displease you so. But
we lost a lot of our livestock in the past storm.” His body convulsed. “Please,
sire, please. We only thought—”
“That is just it, mortal. You didn’t think at all. None of you did. You
could have easily cast one of your own on the slab instead of an animal and
have been done with it.” Removing his foot from the man, Morozko turned
away and stepped toward the captain of the guard. The frost demon’s crimson
hair danced in the wind, and Andras didn’t so much as blink as Morozko
pulled the captain’s sword free.
“But Vinti couldn’t even do that. The village will pay, starting with you.”
Morozko narrowed his eyes as fury rose within.
All Morozko had asked once they had slain his mother was to hold a
ceremony—a ritual—where they would sacrifice an animal on an altar,
allowing the blood to saturate the ground, and speak the words she demanded
of them. Let this blood sate you. Let this blood please you. It is freely given in
remembrance of your life. Leave it to Maranna to want praise even in death.
He snorted.
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