About the Book
Ring of Lightning
Anheliaa Rhomandi dunMoren, Ringmaster of Rhomatum is dying. Unless she finds a replacement, when she dies, the rings will spin out of control and the power umbrella that gives light and heat to the people of the city of Rhomatum will collapse, as will the power umbrellas of Rhomatum's satellite cities, the Rhomatum Syndicate of Nodes, and while Rhomatum can exist without her satellites, they cannot maintain control without Rhomatum. Obviously, Anheliaa's impending demise is of some interest to the ringmasters of the satellites. Historically, it has required a Rhomandi to control the Rhomatum rings. Unfortunately, her obvious heirs, her great-nephews, Deymorin, Mikhyel and Nikaenor, have displayed absolutely no Talent for controlling the great leythium rings.
This is not an ideal situation.
Anheliaa, being a rather arrogant sort, and a firm believer in keeping the control of the rings in the Family, so to speak, arranges to have her nephews provide her with an heir. Unfortunately for his well-being, but fortunately for my book, Deymorin takes extreme exception to her methods. Arrogance confronts bull-headed stubbornness and the resultant explosion catapults Deymorin into an adventure filled with lies and innuendo, a bit of politics, a touch of magic... and a little invention that could blow a city-sized hole in a leythium-based economy: a battery.
