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Mercedes Lackey - Winter Moon

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Mercedes Lackey Shell keep you up long past your bedtime. New York Times bestselling author Stephen King In an isolated land where the lure of the Moontide leads to shipwrecks, a woman is torn between obeying her father or her king. When she chooses to follow a Fool, she discovers magic shed never expected . . . at a price that might be too high . . . Tanith Lee Few writers today can match the sheer beauty and inventiveness of Tanith Lees writing. Millennium Science Fiction and Fantasy Struggling under the curse of a dead comrade, Clirando, a warrior priestess unready to face the powers trapped within her, must face The Heart of the Moon to reveal what has been hidden . . . C.E. Murphy A swift pace, a good mystery, a likeable protagonist, magic, danger Urban Shaman has them in spades. Jim Butcher, author of the bestselling series The Dresden Files In Banshee Cries, ritual murders under a full moon lead Jo Walker to confront a Harbinger of Death. Maybe this gift she has is one she shouldnt ignore because the next life she has to save might be her own!

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Winter Moon

An omnibus of novels by

Mercedes Lackey, Tanith Lee and C E Murphy

About the Authors

MERCEDES LACKEY

is the author of the Heralds of Valdemar series, the Five Hundred Kingdoms series, plus several other series and stand-alone books. She has collaborated with such luminaries as Marion Zimmer Bradley, Anne McCaffrey and Andre Norton. She lives in Oklahoma with her husband, Larry Dixon, and far too many birds. Her next Five Hundred Kingdoms title, One Good Knight, will be available March 2006 from LUNA Books.

TANITH LEE

was born in 1947, in England. Unable to read until she was almost eight, she began to write at the age of nine. To date she has published almost seventy novels, ten short-story collections and well over 200 short stories. Lee has also written for BBC Radio and TV. Her work has won several awards, and has been translated into more than twenty languages. She is married to the writer/artist John Kaiine. Readers can find more information about Lee at www.TanithLee.com or www.daughterofthenight.com.

C.E. MURPHY

holds an utterly impractical degree in English and history. At age six, Catie submitted several poems to an elementary school publication. The teacher producing it chose (inevitably) the one Catie thought was the worst of the three, but he also stopped her in the hall one day and said two words that made an indelible impression: Keep writing. It was sound advice, and shes pretty much never looked back. She lives in Alaska with her husband Ted, roommate Shaun and a number of pets. More information about Catie and her writing can be found at www.cemurphy.net.

MOONTIDE

Mercedes Lackey

Dedicated to my fellow Lunatics at www.LUNA-Books.com, without whom I would be a great deal less sane

Dear Reader,

The world I created for the Five Hundred Kingdoms stories is a place where fairy tales can come truewhich is not always a good thing. But it is important to remember that most people living in this world go about their lives blissfully unaware of the force that I call The Tradition and its blind drive to send certain lives down predestined paths. As long as their lives are not touched by The Tradition, as long as they do not find themselves replicating the story of some tale, song, or myth, most people go about their business never even guessing that such a force exists.

Such are the characters in this story, Moontide. There is no mention of The Tradition, nor of Fairy Godmothers. These folks have magic, indeed, but it is small magic for the most part. Do not underestimate the small magics, however. A great deal can be done with a very little magic at the right time and place. And even more can be done with a heart full of courage, and someone you can trust at your side.

Mercedes Lackey

Lady Reanna watched with interest as Moira na Ferson took her chain-mail shirt, pooled it like glittery liquid on the bed, and slipped it into a grey velvet bag lined with chamois. It was an exquisitely made shirt; the links were tiny, and immensely strong; Moira only wished it was as featherlight as it looked.

Your father doesnt know what hes getting back, Reanna observed, cupping her round chin with one deceptively soft hand, and flicking aside a golden curl with the other.

My father didnt know what he sent away, Moira countered, just as her heavy, coiled braid came loose and dropped down her back for the third time. With a sigh, she repositioned it again, picked up the silver bodkin that had dropped to the floor, and skewered it in place. He looked at me and saw a cipher, a nonentity. He saw what I hoped he would see, because I wanted him to send me far, far away from that wretched place. Maybe I have my mothers moon-magic, maybe Im just good at playacting. He saw a little bit of uninteresting girl-flesh, not worth keeping, and by getting rid of it he did what I wanted. Candle- and firelight glinted on the fine embroidered trim of an indigo-colored gown, and gleamed on the steel of the bodice knife she slipped into the sheath that the embroidery concealed.

But to send you here! Reanna shook her head. What was he thinking?

Exactly nothing, I expect. Moira hid her leather gauntlets inside a linen chemise, and inserted a pair of stiletto blades inside the stays of a corset. Im sure he fully expected to have a half-dozen male heirs by now, and wanted only to find somewhere to be rid of me at worst, and to polish me up into a marriage token at best. He looked about for someone to foist me off onwhich would have to be some relation of my mothers, since hes not on speaking terms with most of his Houseand picked the one most likely to turn me into something he could use for an alliance. You have to admit, the Countess has a reputation for taking troublesome young hoydens and turning out lovely women. The ironic smile with which she delivered those last words was not lost on her best friend. Reanna choked, and her pink cheeks turned pinker.

Lovely women who use bodkins to put up their hair! she exclaimed. Lovely women who

Peace, Moira cautioned. Perhaps the moon-magic had a hand in that, too. If it did, well, all to the good. An entire matched set of ornate silver bodkins joined the gauntlets in the pack, bundled with comb, brush, and hand mirror. There can be only one reason why Father wants me home now. He plans to wed me to some handpicked suitor. Perhaps its for an alliance, perhaps its to someone he is grooming as his successor. In either case, though he knows it not, he is going to find himself thwarted. I intend to marry no one not of my own choosing.

Reanna rested her chin on her hands and looked up at Moira with deceptively limpid blue eyes. I dont know how youll manage that. Youll be one young woman in a keep full of your fathers men.

And the law in Highclere says that no woman can be wed against her will. Not even the heir to a sea-keep. And the keep will be mine, whether he likes it or not, for I am the only child. Moira rolled wool stockings into balls and stuffed them in odd places in the pack. She was going to miss this cozy room. The sea-keep was not noted for comfort. I will admit, I do not know, yet, what I will do when he proposes such a match. But the Countess has not taught me in vain. I will think of something.

And it will be something clever, Reanna murmured. And you will make your father think it was all his idea.

Moira tossed her head like a restive horse. Of course! she replied. Am I not one of her Grey Ladies?

Moiras midnight-black braid came down again, and she coiled it up automatically, casting a look at herself in the mirror as she did so. As she was nowwithout the arts of paint and brush she had learned from Countess Vrenableno man would look twice at her. This was a good thing, for a beauty had a hard time making herself plain and unnoticed, but one who possessed a certain cast of pale features that might be called plain had the potential to be either ignored or to make herself by art into a beauty. Strange that she and Reanna should have become such fast friends from the very moment she had entered the gates of Viridian Manor. She, so dark and pale, and Reanna, so golden and rosyyet beneath the surface, they were very much two of a kind. Both had been sent here by parents who had no use for them; daughters who must be dowered were a liability, but girls schooled by Countess Vrenable had a certain cachet as brides, and often the King could be coaxed into providing an addition to an otherwise meager dower. Especially when the King himself was using the bride as the bond of an alliance, which had also been known to happen to girls schooled by the Countess. Both Moira and Reanna were the same age, and when it came to their interests and skills, unlikely as it might seem, they were a perfectly matched set.

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