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You never know when you might end up on the other side of the law....
Govin had no clue how much his life would change when he signed up for the City Guard in Davon. A fateful meeting throws him into an adventure he would never have imagined, not even in his wildest dreams, and he is left to fix the mess once known as his life. And if that weren’t enough, there is still a cunning thief to catch….
"Bardon put the quill down and scrutinised his work. The sketch showed a young girl with untidy hair, smart eyes and a cute little nose.
‘A pretty girl,’ he remarked. ‘Too bad she's a thief. She might've grown up to become a beauty, but I doubt she'll live long enough. The streets are rough, and the prison's even rougher.’
Govin felt a pang of guilt."
Meet Govin and Tayla as their friendship begins. Their first meeting doesn't bode well, but when faced with the choice to save themselves or do the right thing, they decide to stand up for each other. Soon, though, things get out of hand and they need help from others. Will they trust the right persons?
Excerpt:
‘Did you call for the guard?’ a male voice hissed.
‘But…but…the diadem was stolen! What else should I have done?’ That voice was
female, and it carried a pleading note.
Govin was stunned. He was pretty sure he would be in trouble if those
people found out he was eavesdropping, but at the same time, he was too curious
to leave. Hesitantly, he crept even closer and tried to get a look at the two
through the cracked door.
‘Make sure they leave as soon as possible! We deal with this kind
of incident amongst ourselves, without the guard.’
Govin heard steps come towards the door and froze. He looked around for a
hiding spot, but it was too late. The door opened and an elderly man came out.
When he saw Govin, he stopped dead.
‘Who are you? Get off my property at once, or I will teach you not
to sneak around in a nobleman’s house! Petty thief!’
Govin thought it best not to argue. He turned and hurried out of the
door, around the corner and into the next alley. His face was flushed with
embarrassment. Slowly, it dawned on him that he had just been caught
eavesdropping by Misan Dagovan, the younger brother of the High Mage. He had
recognised the face from a picture in the guard house which showed the High
Mage and his family. No wonder the hall of that mansion was overflowing with
wealth. Govin shuddered. Mr. Dagovan the Younger really was as intimidating as
the whispered rumours said.
He took a deep breath to steady himself. Just when he wanted to move on,
something tugged at his belt pouch. Alarmed, he span around and looked into the
frightened face of a little girl. Before he could say anything, she ran off and
disappeared around a corner. It took him a few moments to realise what had
happened. That girl had tried to pickpocket him! He ran to the end of the alley
and looked around, but the girl had vanished. The next street was completely
empty. Frustrated, he kicked a pebble out of his way. It flew against the
opposite house with a loud bang. Govin clapped his hand against his mouth and
ducked out of sight.
The door flew open and a woman peeked out. She could see no one so she
screamed at the top of her lungs, ‘You think this is funny? I'll show you
funny! Come out, coward, and you can feel my frying pan!’
