A Glance into The Demon of Reginhart

​As we grow closer to the publication date of The Demon of Reginhart, we wanted to provide a glimpse into the relationship among the main characters. We’d love to know what you think. 

The Demon of Reginhart Excerpt:

Sunlight revealed more damage the closer they got to the only standing tower. By the time he climbed the hill to the grounds, he was surprised the east tower stood at all. Bricks littered the courtyard. Remains of a crumpled wall faced the sea. Ash and charred wood might have been the great hall. Worst of all, there wasn’t a stable.

As he dismounted, he could hear Asmara scoff. Not much like Benicar is it.
Marcus was too angry to retort.

Selkie didn’t seem to mind about the integrity of the stronghold. The inferno demon stood poised with his ears and eyes to the ever-motioning sea.

Marcus couldn’t tell whether the demon steed’s trance was in longing or fear. He stood waiting for any sign that Selkie would go charging down the hill into the waves or opposite and into the trees. Tightness in his chest urged him to show dominance over his charger.

“Friend,” he said, barely audible, “Don’t leave me.”

At his plea, Selkie turned his neck, and the glow of his eyes shined. Marcus met the steed’s empty, sad eyes. Selkie nickered, and Marcus relaxed. The inferno steed would not abandon him today.

Officially, the mage and Selkie had a history before Marcus was even created. In Asmara’s memories, a half-fish, half-man discarded its skin in favor of a land animal. That land animal was the demon steed in front of Marcus. The mage, knowing the stories of Selkies, stole the sea-faring skin. Imprisoning Selkie had never sat well with Marcus, but Asmara charmed and hid Selkie’s skin in favor of the demon steed’s service. If Marcus ever found Selkie’s outer shell, he’d give it back to its rightful owner. 

“He hasn’t revealed his hiding place, but I’ll find it.” Marcus stepped forward and stroked the steed’s neck under his long black mane.

The charger nickered. Done with his job, Selkie walked over to the most comfortable looking piece of stone and curled up like demon horses do when tired, worn, and not first watch.

Marcus let out a sigh and turned his attention to the carnage of the castle. Valder said it was damaged, but did he really expect him to stay here? Only one roof-less tower stood. Despite Valder’s recommendation, he was not going to contact Bolden Pillar.

“No.” Marcus collected the materials left to him. “Only Tier Naug. He meant for me to eat Tier Naug.”

He removed his coat and set it over a half-burnt chair laying on its side in the middle of the courtyard. Then Marcus collected slivers of a broken mirror and puzzled them together until the mismatched pieces were large enough to show his face.

Three forms stared back at him in the reflection. His own long face and iridescent, shimmering eyes were most prominent. Behind his own image floated the ghost of a human-like face with wide eyes, corkscrew-curly short hair, and ears that slanted upward and twisted like a swine’s tail at the ends.

Beyond Asmara a larger creature lurked behind them both. Tiecus was not just a monster, but a nightmare. A creature so ugly, so fierce, so utterly terrifying, that he caused paralysis in humans. Tiecus loomed in the background over the two of them. The entirety of the demon’s face didn’t fit inside the mirror, but a single shimmering eye examined itself. Tiecus was ugly as ever with a wide snout, shaggy face, and horns that now began a slow curl bending from the demon’s temple to behind his canine-like ears. The demon had grown since the last time Marcus glanced at his reflection.
Asmara, taking the chance to admire his profile, turned his head left then right. The Serenite paid extra attention to the twists at the tips of his long,
sensitive ears.

“You’re still old,” Marcus smirked.

I’m still handsome. Asmara quipped.  

Watching all three of them in the mirror was odd. They possessed the same body, and yet they were free to move within Marcus. He was one, and they were three.

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