Did you miss out on the feature on Monday? You can still visit it here and download your copy of the signature banner featuring Andrew Q. Gordon's story, Chosen of Honorus. It represents this scene chosen by Caz Pedroso as her favorite in the story. Let's find out why Caz picked this particular scene:

Caz Pedroso said ~ I picked it because I like this bit because it shows a lot about Farrell. It shows that no matter how scared, tired, or unprepared he feels he will stand up for himself, others and the things he believes in. And of course I like reading about Horgon getting a dressing down from what he calls soft human. He really should have kept his opinions to himself LOL.

Excerpt:

When they finally came to a stop, an older man walked over. Sparing him the barest of glances, the man locked eyes with Miceral. "So who is this you come riding home with, holding him like your mate? It is unfathomable to me that you waited all these years for some silly, soft human."

Miceral tensed behind him. Farrell tried to get free of Miceral's grasp, but the arm didn't budge. "It is disappointing that my father is the only one who cannot accept what Lenore Herself has set for me. Farrell has been chosen by Nerti, who outranks even you in this community."

"First you leave against my direct orders and then you bring home . . ." he motioned with his left arm toward Farrell, ". . . this." Horgon glared at his son.

Using magic, he broke free of Miceral's hug and dismounted. Throwing both arms out to his sides, a shimmering wall of energy surrounded himself and Horgon. When several warriors drew weapons to strike the barrier, peregrines and unicorns interposed themselves around the wall.

He ignored everything going on outside his bubble. When Horgon made a move toward him, he froze the elder Muchari, lifting him off the ground. Levitating himself, he stopped when he could look Horgon in the eyes.

"How dare you treat me like this? Who do you think you are to come to my home and use your cowardly arts on me?" Horgon screamed, trying to free himself from Farrell's spell.

"Silence!" he yelled. "If not, I will silence you myself. I am Farrell, Prince of Haven, Chosen of Honorus and here at the request of Lenore. Other than Meglar, who is trying to destroy your people, I am the last grand master wizard in the Seven Kingdoms and your only hope of survival. If you wish to live, you will not speak to me in any tone other than one having all the respect due one of my station. I came here at the invitation of your Goddess to assist you and your people. I did not fight through Meglar's entire army to have some small-minded person degrade me."

Horgon's eyes burned with anger, but he kept quiet.

He wanted to say more, but a tremendous boom shook the ground.

"That would be Meglar. You live because of this silly, soft human. So next time you open your mouth, keep in mind I can leave and let you deal with that on your own."

He stepped down, turned away, and dissolved his shield with an absent wave of his hand. After he walked a few paces toward Miceral, he released his hold on Horgon, letting him fall to the ground.

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