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Mark Of The Fox
A. Dee Carey
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Can an enchanted fox and a scarred prince rule according to a Druid Ordination? Though they fight this preordained destiny, true love finds a way for them to have their dreams and serve their country.

Merlin observed Ninaway slip from her tent. He had been watching, waiting, for her to leave the child. So many things had gone awry since he left Arthur, Olyn’s search for him, and now the discovery of another so like Kit.

While he did not intend to break his word, he knew it was his obligation to right the situations. He and he alone on earth, was responsible for the Ordinations of the ancient Druids’ fruition. They must be completed as the Druids decreed. To ignore such a responsibility could very well ruin the entire world. The Druids could set their Ordination on another world. No one, other than they, knew how many worlds there were in existence. Merlin dared not risk wiping out civilization, as he knew it. Olyn had contacted him once, using the ‘Veil of Obscurity’. Perhaps, he could do it again. Could Merlin signal him to the use of the veil or must he wait until the other wizard realized the situation was grave?

Merlin went to the tent, high on the bluff, where the child lay. As he entered, the dog on the bed growled a warning, then moved aggressively to the edge of the bed. Merlin, annoyed, swept the dog aside. The animal offered no further resistance. He jumped from the bed and lay quietly at Merlin’s feet.

The child was awake; her green eyes darted about the room. She saw the wizard and looked up in surprise. Her eyes were clear, but still some vestiges of the fever clouded her vision. Merlin reached out and touched the tiny girl. As if by some primal instinct, she withdrew from his touch. She grabbed the bedcovering and pulled away from the wizard, her eyes never leaving his. Merlin chuckled to himself, this child is wary, even if she doesn’t know how important she is.

"Child," he said gently, "have no fear, I will not hurt you, nor will I allow another to cause you harm. You are safe. Ninaway will see to your health and I will care for all other matters. Now lay back and rest."

The fear left her eyes; she gently lay back on the large pillow and the dog jumped up to his place beside her. Within moments, she was asleep. Merlin reached over and swept the long red hair from her face. A face so tiny it seemed to be that of a doll rather than a real person. Her little hands wrapped around each other, were tucked beneath her chin. How the child’s presence tugged at his heart. This poor motherless being, who could well be another the Druids touched, was without family and had only Ninaway and he to care for her. Neither of them had any real experience with children. Merlin was many centuries old and had never married. He never had the desire until he met Ninaway. Ninaway cared more for creatures than people.

Yet, she was caring for the child with a diligence he’d not believed possible. Somehow, he had to contact Olyn and get a message to the Druids and Arthur. He peered out of the tent and sighted Ninaway coming. Quickly he exited and hurried down to his workroom. He would approach her as soon as she settled in the tent and pretend it was his first visit of the day.

Ninaway entered the tent, her hands clutching fresh moss. Though she often used the foxmoor on her pets, she dared not try it on a human. She was unaware of the extent of the effect of the foxmoor and she would not risk loosing her find. Though Ninaway cared little for others, she recognized the tiny being as a valuable commodity. She would use her as a pawn to further bind Merlin to her. How he studied the child troubled her. Perhaps he knew the formula for the transformation of the lass. This tiny child, so unlike any other Ninaway had ever seen. This is the true key to binding him. With the greatest wizard in the known worlds within her power, her own magic would be boundless.

A. Dee Carey started writing as soon as she could hold a pencil and will continue to write until she can no longer hold the pencil. She is married to a wonderful man who puts up with her zany imagination and encourages her to follow the dream. He has been her helpmate in all endeavors for 48 years. Having support is the life blood of writing. Dee continues writing about her beloved foxes and hopes many will enjoy the fox “tails.”

In FOX IN THE MIST Dee Carey has created a thrilling fantasy wherein appealing characters, both human and animals, excitingly strive to oust a usurper and return the rightful heir to the throne. The heroine is equally charming as both a fox and a girl, and the young hero has just enough vulnerability. Now--I want a fox! I want a tiny unicorn to dance in my palm!, Fran Keighley, award-winning Wings author.

FOX IN THE MIST - Dee Carey has a flowing, somewhat unusual style, and Fox in the Mist moves quickly. Her descriptions are simply fantastic, and I had no trouble picturing every single element- from the prancing of a tiny unicorn to the thrilling sensations of a single romantic touch, to the idealized sweeping vision of Arthurian castles. What a lovely, lovely book I look forward to more unusual magical tales from A. Dee Carey -- Fox in the Mist 5 unicorns from Enchanted it Romance

The Vixen: Ms. Carey spins for her reader a fine “Tail.” With a carefully structured plot, this author weaves her unique braid of Arthurian legend. If only “The Vixen” was required reading during my study of British Literature. -- Laura Turner noted journalist

The Vixen: Within the body of a fox lay the spirit of the vixen, awaiting the female human vessel it would finally inhabit. At the base of the neck, the boy will bear the fox-shape mole. When these two shall meet, they will rule Ireland as it has been foretold…

Travel back in time to the ancient Druids, to a time of magic long lost in the mist… to a time of the Vixen…

If you love the tales of olde, that touch of magic that has often been lost in stories of fantasies written in a modern world, then read one of A. Dee Carey’s books--she writes with the finesse of the ancient masters, perfectly capturing a time when magic lingered and anything could happen… -- Angela Verdenius, Heart of a Peacekeeper

The Fox and the Chalice is a fascinating blend of the history of The Catholic Church and the religion of the ancient Druids. There is amazing detail that draws you into the characters’ world and doesn’t let go. The characters are rich with emotions ranging from avarice to selflessness and from raging lust to eternal love. I highly recommend this unique, absorbing read from the very talented A. Dee Carey. -- Mary Paine, A Dangerous Dream, www.marypaine.com

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ISBN: 1590886917
ISBN(13-digit): 9781590886915
Copyright: 2008
Book Publisher: Wings e Press
Binding: Perfect
No. of Pages: 235

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