I thought I'd give you a little snippet of The Scholar's Heart today. I've been finishing up revisions on the next Tournai book (which I just signed a contract for with NineStar Press. Yay!), and Maxen, one of the main characters in that story, is the brother of Tristan, one of the main characters in The Scholar's Heart. So I thought I'd give you a little snippet of the brothers.
He was halfway through his meal when Maxen stumbled into the room, looking rumpled and half-asleep still. He poured a glass of juice and handed the sweet liquid to Maxen, who had never been a morning person, especially not after such a late night.
Maxen grunted his thanks, something he wouldn’t have been able to get away with had their mother been present, despite his being an adult, and dropped into a chair next to Tristan’s. After a moment spent gulping juice while Tristan looked on, Maxen reached for his food. Tristan refilled Maxen’s glass before turning back to his own plate. They ate in silence, something Tristan remembered well from their shared breakfasts growing up. But in those days there were often others at the table to fill some of the silence left by Maxen’s inability to manage complete sentences when he first woke up. Tristan rather pitied whoever married Maxen someday—the person was doomed to mornings of incoherence.