Sent my last edit, incorporating the work of editor Richard Jenzen, to Edge earlier this week. Release date is April 2010. In this book, Amel and Erien sort out how to share power ...

"I do not want Amel sworn to me," Erien said, as hotly as he had ever spoken to his formidable sire. "I have saved him twice. I've paid the debt I owe him. And I have business of my own to get on with."

Amel confronts new possibilities for his love life ...

'Of course, I can't child-gift to Vretla, Vrellish style, and become a respectably married Demish prince at the same time,' Amel realized, unwisely letting his eyes focus on a section of the wall at the very moment the idea of marriage, as a political expectation, pounced on him.

and the benefits of becoming a religious icon ...

"Abomination!" screamed the assassin.
"No!" cried the man who threw himself in front of Amel.

Luthan tries to make sense of Reetion sex-ed ...

'What do you mean by giving me such a thing!' she wailed at Erien in her thoughts, but with such desperation she could hardly believe it made no sound. 'Is it an insult?' she agonized. 'Or some crude Vrellish suggestion? Or could it possibly be your strange, Reetion notion of trying to help?'

And introducing Alivda ...

"There's gratitude for you," Alivda quipped back. She leaned forward with an elbow on the table. "I did make sure he was a bigger monster than me, first. I mean, when I came across all girly, he could have tried to go for first blood, and he didn't."
"I do the moral check-up for Amel," she added with perfect seriousness. "I have to be able to tell him the bastard deserved it."

And the Princess Samanda O'Pearl, a 'middle-class' Royalblood from a parochial Demish world ...

"You look … fluid," Sam heard herself say, in a small voice. She got the pronouns right, up-speaking Amel with the proper differencing and inflections for an adherent of his order addressing her spiritual leader.
Amel's pale brow constricted, putting a wave in his jet black eyebrows. "Pardon?" he said.

And we meet one very Golden Demish champion ...

The man with Chandra was the greatest living Paladin, Oleander Vesta, and he looked every bit as strong and dignified as his collectible card. He was eighty-five, never married, only twice defeated in tournament duels — once by the infamous champion D’Ander — and the victor of six fatal challenges over his long career as champion to the House of Vesta.

And one very Vrellish champion (Vras Vrel) ...

His bare chest was oiled. He wore leather flight pants and a pair of bright red suspenders barely wide enough for the crimson braid patterns embroidered on them. A sword hung at his right side and an odd-looking platform was strapped to one shoulder, reminding Erien of nothing so much as a perch for a bird of prey.

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Here's me (in the yellow shirt over black top, near the centre) Friday Oct 23, 2009 at the very nice welcome event held for me in the cafe area of Quesnel CNC Phase I building. I started as Associate Regional Director of CNC in Quesnel on Oct 13, which is why I've been a bit out of touch. Still working on getting two-way e-mail going in "the hovel" - the trailer where I'm living while Angela finishes up high school in Prince George. Surrounding me in the picture are staff and faculty who turned out for the snacks and wine, including my new boss Regional Director Bestsy Ives (blue sweater with floral panels on the front, to my right in the picture).

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SF author Tanya Huff read and threatened the audience with cat stories when the questions flagged, Oct 7, 2009 at Books and Company in Prince George, B.C. I met and enjoyed a pre-reading chat with Rob Budde. Tanya read her classic bartender story from Space Inc. edited by Julie E. Czerneda. I recognized the anthology because Alison Sinclair had a doctor story in it. Tanya is seen here on the Books and Co stage mischievously signing a "Diving Book" that a guy in the audience jokingly offered up when Tanya declared she's sign anything. She penned him quite an opus while people with her books for signing waited patiently and he began to wonder, aloud, "What are you writing?" Guess we'll never now. :-)

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