The Usurper’s plans have been thwarted by the people of Bravia. He pivots.
The body of Hadleigh Voss fit well enough. Younger than most he had worn, with good teeth and a full head of dark hair — vain, this one had been, which made the transition easier. Vanity was a door that opened from both sides. He flexed the fingers once, twice, feeling the tendons respond, cataloguing what the man had eaten that morning, the faint ache in his left knee that would need managing. It was good to be back in a man’s body. Women were more trouble than they were worth.
Across the hall of King Oswin’s court, Princess Lina laughed at something her companion said, and he watched her the way he had learned to watch things — with the patience of a man who has never once needed to hurry. She was young. Spirited. The court adored her, which was useful, and her father trusted his new advisor already, which was more useful still. He would marry her next year. He had decided this the way he decided most things: quietly, completely, and long before anyone else had thought to object.
Thyl had better weather than Bravia.
That was a plus.
Stephen B. Anthony is the author of Transmigrant, an epic science fiction thriller, available on both Amazon and Audible.
Oh I hope they can be together soon 🥲