Cas lives in the lovely county of Hampshire, southern UK, where she was born. On leaving school she trained for two years before qualifying as horse-riding instructor. During this time she also learned to carriage-drive. She spent thirteen years in the British Civil Service before moving to Rome, Italy, where she and her husband, Dave, lived for three years. They enjoy returning whenever they can. Cas supports many animal charities and owns two rescue dogs. She has a large collection of cacti and loves gardening. She is also a folk singer/songwriter and is currently writing and recording nine folk-style songs to accompany each of her fantasy books. You can listen to and download all the songs from her website: http://www.caspeace.com 
Three years have passed since Baron Reen’s trial. Aterrible accident on the island of his exile has transformed him into a
nightmarish scarecrow creature with dark, mysterious powers. Staging his own
suicide, Reen breaks free of his prison and, with the help of the former queen
Sofira, embarks on a ruthless quest for vengeance against his worst enemy, the
woman responsible for the overthrow of his schemes and his own ruination:
Brynne Sullyan.
The missing body and a series of disasters in Port Loxton—a vicious murder, a
brutal ambush, and a devastating fire—raise suspicions in her mind. She probes
deeper, determined to uncover the truth, unsuspecting of the evil that’s about to
be unleashed…
“Cas Peace’s Artesans of Albia series immediately sweeps you away to a
world so deftly written. These nesting novels are evocative, hauntingly
real. Smart. Powerful. Compelling.”
Janet E Morris: Bestselling sci-fi and fantasy author of: Thieves World,
The Sacred Band of Stepsons series; the Dream Dancer series; I, the Sun;
Outpassage; The Silistra Quartet; and editor of the Bangsian In Hell
series.
“A thoroughly believable and hauntingly evocative tale portraying one of
the best magical systems ever devised. What are you waiting for? Step
through the veil and immerse yourselves in the worlds of the Artesan
series.”
Andrew P. Weston – Author of the internationally bestselling “IX Series”
The Gateway
The words of Tamilane’s journal drifted through Sullyan’s mind as she cast loose her hold on her consciousness and sank deeper into her psyche. The twists, spirals, and helixes of her vast and intricate pattern glowed and flared and looped around her, binding her closer and closer with those whose life forces she drew on to empower this uncertain endeavor. She hid her doubt from them as she tried to hide it from herself. She had to believe she could save her friends or she was defeated before she had begun. Using her anger and despair at their suffering, she bolstered her weakened spirit, drifting further into her metaforce and calming her fears.
There was only one method she knew that might help her attain her goal, and she felt for the strains of her soul song as she let herself float far out of time. The ancient, haunting melody came instantly to her mind—familiar, comforting, and strangely powerful as it twined through her being. Yet the refrain itself was not sufficient to afford her access through the Gateway. She had known that from the beginning, when she first conceived this tentative plan. The words of the long-dead Tamilane had planted this idea in her mind, an idea that had taken root and developed during her sleeping hours a day and a half ago. She needed information in order to pass the Gateway into the realm beyond the Void, and a guide to aid her after that, to help her find the souls that were lost.
Whether she would be able—or permitted—to return with them once she had taken that step was irrelevant. She was quite prepared to give up her life in order to see them returned to theirs. She had a unique link to one of the spirits residing in that realm and hoped with all her being that her father could be her guide. Why else had he striven so hard to contact her?
It was not the first time they had spoken. She had met his shade three years earlier, while giving birth to his namesake. He was surely the most natural choice to be her guide, and he would recognize the words he had made, so she opened her soul to the words of the song, the expression of love her father had penned, and flung them out like an invitation, begging him to respond.
Spirit rise up and join all these as one
The core of our being, of all that we are
The source of all loving, the heart’s labors done
When two spirits join, when two souls sing one song.
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