{"id":251987,"date":"2026-07-13T01:40:21","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:40:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/an-audience-with-the-king-kat-caldwell\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:40:21","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:40:21","slug":"an-audience-with-the-king-kat-caldwell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/an-audience-with-the-king-kat-caldwell\/","title":{"rendered":"An Audience With The King – Kat Caldwell"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Nelia would wait while Grandmama folded the bread over and over, then stretched it out into the shape of a leaf. Later Nelia would get to slash the dough eight times and spread the sugar water over the top of it. Once placed into the oven Grandmama would murmur into the light: \u201cAlmost threw my uncle in there as well, but\u2026 mercy\u2026 he was my brother\u2019s father.\u201d Back to the present, Nelia watched the young boy dance closer to his drunken father, then dance back.<\/p>\n

A dirty flask appeared in the father\u2019s hands, its contents giving him the final courage his rage needed to beat his son into a pulp. Nelia swallowed back a scream, forcing her eyes to stay open, her feet at the ready to pull the boy away. The minute the boy\u2019s first swing missed his father, three large shapes appeared on the street. Clearly men, though Nelia was uncertain if they were friend or foe.<\/p>\n

Before the light even hit the strangers to the party, the boy tried another swipe at his father, his attention probably so focused on surviving that he didn\u2019t see the newcomers to the show. It would have been a perfect punch to the right side of the father\u2019s head, were it not for the strong arm that reached out and blocked the punch entirely. The boy stood stunned. The father staggered back. The sharp whip of the night air whistled through the silent street.<\/p>\n

Two large arms reached from around the father and pulled him out of the light of the lamppost, where Nelia could barely see him or the other man. Though it didn\u2019t much matter: Prince Pokoj\u2019s voice had her turning back towards the boy. She turned her head so quickly her temple grazed the corner of the building. The pain was sharp, exact, but left quickly enough with some rubbing.<\/p>\n

Once she was certain she wouldn\u2019t fall from disorientation, Nelia crept forward as a frog would. She felt a great need within her to hear what the Prince was saying. Why he was there and what would he do? Where would the grace lie? Insight into peaceful and pure justice would be something she could ponder the rest of her life.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you all right? Do you hurt anywhere, Dantruel?\u201d Prince Pokoj asked gently, his hand placed firmly on the boy\u2019s shoulders.<\/p>\n

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Published by Ladwell Publishing 2019 This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. ISBN 978-0-9995881-2-3 1kitap1.com\/en Contents Title Page Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Author Note About the Author Stepping Across the Desert 1kitap1.com\/en A note from the Author The characters, peoples, towns and kingdoms have names that the author made up out of thin air.<\/p>\n

If there is any resemblance to real names, it was not done on purpose. The characters, places and events are fiction. There are several words from different languages from around the world woven into the story. That was done on purpose. While the author understand that language is rich and complex and direct translation from one language to another doesn\u2019t always fit correctly, she thought it would add more to the characters if the reader could hear them speak another language.<\/p>\n

The author sincerely hopes the reader will allow her the fun of using other languages mixed in. even if perhaps the grammar of those languages isn\u2019t always perfect. A lexicon of the meanings and which language the words are from is located at the end of the book. Thank you. 1kitap1.com\/en To my beautiful girls\u2026.Always remember to see yourself as the King sees you. 1kitap1.com\/en N Chapter 1 masking unease elia shivered as she stepped through the green arch.<\/p>\n

Each room was more exquisite than the last. With each item more beautiful than the one before, she lost her ability to feign disinterest. Instead, her eyes widened more and her open mouth hung lower. When she had first arrived at the palace, she had been determined not to look around in awe. She didn\u2019t want to seem uncouth.<\/p>\n

Mother had done a good job of instilling a minimum amount of pride in her. The last thing she wished was to give the impression that she never saw fine things in her life. Perhaps her faded dress screamed that gold chairs should impress her, but Nelia was single-minded in not giving the palace staff any reason to pity her.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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