Black Arrow Trilogy

Sometimes, when we least expect it, we reach a critical crossroads in life where our decisions affect not only us but also everyone around us. At that critical moment, one’s decision can be the difference between life and death, much like a surgeon’s precision during an operation.

That’s what occurred on the night of the assault on the Taborian capital. Jacoby, leading a skilled group of warriors, served as the vanguard for the Taborian army and the bedrock of the Taborian defense. Orcs, goblins and giants by the hundreds charged against the Taborian lines, only to be repelled over and over. But the Taborians were outnumbered and fell back with each assault. The enemy, led by the maniacal frost giant, Icebeard, made a final charge to break the Taborian line. Linaus Aarmon, King of Tabor, surrounded by his core supporters, found himself in a face-to-face deathmatch with the giant leader.

At that moment, a messenger caught up with Jacoby, requesting his immediate presence at Queen Elena’s bedside. Elena, a woman Jacoby had loved and admired from afar, needed him. Without hesitation, he bolted for the castle, his heart making the decision for him, leaving the king without the support of his greatest warrior. He found her dying, hemorrhaging after giving birth to their heir and son, Nathaniel. She begged him as her dying wish to save the baby and keep him safe, no matter what.

No matter what.

The tale of betrayal and treason that unfolded was indeed a tumultuous one. The warrior, devoted to his king and country, found himself at a crossroads where love and loyalty clashed in the most agonizing manner. Not only did he dare to part from the king’s side to be with the woman he adored, but he was also painfully confronted with the harrowing reality of betrayal and complete treason. His heart torn between conflicting loyalties, he grappled with the weight of his choices and the irreversible implications they bore. The court whispers would carry tales of scorn and deceit, painting a vivid portrait of the warrior’s internal turmoil. The once unwavering trust placed in him now seemed as fragile as the fabric of his own conflicted soul.

At that moment, he made a choice to be loyal to the queen and live a life on the run, forever in obscurity, filled with lies and deceit to save and raise the future king far away from Tabor.

The burden of years of disloyalty to Tabor, to his king, and to his men weighed on him like a millstone. And to keep Nathaniel safe, he cocooned his life in a web of lies, even to the boy himself. The question that burned in his mind was this: Did he choose wisely?”