The Sword and The Mountain (Kathardra book 1)

Laying on her bed staring at the light of dawn crossing her ceiling, Lessa held Zar's sword tightly.

A tap tap on her door let her know Brody was there.

"Come in." Her little brother stuck his head around the door.

"You got taller when I was gone," she said, reaching out and ruffling his hair.

He batted her hand away and sat on her bed cross-legged.

"I have to show you something," Brody said seriously.

Lessa sat up and stared at him, his tone getting her attention.

"What is it?"

"Look."

Lessa's jaw dropped, she felt it before she saw it. Between his small hands was a baseball, floating on magic.