Morrighan

Description:

Before borders were drawn, before treaties were signed, before wars were waged anew, before the great kingdoms of the Remnant were even born and the world of old was only a hazy slate of memory told in story and legend, a girl and her family fought to survive. 

And that girl’s name was Morrighan.

In this prequel novella to the Remnant Chronicles, a girl and a boy from enemy camps meet, fall in love--and set history in motion. 

My Review:

“Our stories must be passed to our sons and daughters, for with but one generation, history and truth are lost forever.” 
― Mary E. Pearson, Morrighan

As far as I understand, this is the prequel to "The Remnant Chronicles" and it was published actually 2 years after the first installment. So I am sort of reading it out of order, but I decided to start here. 

Short and sweet: Morrighan has lived with one clan in hiding from a different tribe. Unaware for the longest time of who she really is, she is befriending and falling for a boy/young man from that other tribe. However, this is exactly from whom the Morrighan family is hiding. 

"He shook his head. “I’m not like your kind.” And then more sharply, almost as an accusation: “Why don’t you carry weapons?” 
I bristled, pulling back my shoulders. “We have weapons. We just don’t use them on people.” 
“Maybe if you did, you wouldn’t be so weak.” 
Weak? My fingers curled to a fist, and swifter than a hare, I punched him in the stomach. He grunted, doubling over. 
“Does that seem weak to you, mighty scavenger?” I taunted. “And remember, our numbers are twice that of yours. Maybe it is you who should follow our ways." 
— Mary E. Pearson (Morrighan (The Remnant Chronicles, #0.5))

Through trial and test of their budding love in later years, they have to learn to trust each other and are to married. This is where this little novella ends.....to be continued with "The Kiss of Deception". 

"From the loins of Morrighan, Hope will be born. On its heels came a whispered name that was always just beyond my reach, not yet mine to hear, but I knew that one day my children’s children or the ones who came after would hear it. One day hope would have a name." 
— Mary E. Pearson (Morrighan (The Remnant Chronicles, #0.5)) 

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If anything, I am curious at the moment :)