10th October, 2012: New website


I'm moving my website to http://melinamarchetta.wordpress.com/.  I'm not sure if it works just yet, but I won't be writing any more posts here, although it will still be live until late December.  I'm hoping that I'll work out a way for www.melinamarchetta.com.au to redirect to the new website.





What I've loved especially about the Froi and Quintana covers both here and in the US is that they show different sides of the same characters.  I think the Quintana Australian cover shows her savagery and stealth and the US cover (below) reveals her vulnerability and strength. US Quintana will be released in March 2012.




Quintana of Charyn - Book 3 of the Lumatere Chronicles

(Release date Australia: 26 September, 2012)


This is the prologue of QofC and tells the account of the last couple of pages of FotExiles from Quintana's point of view.  It took a while to work out what I wanted to do with Quintana's voice and I came to the conclusion that her inner voice is partly a song to Froi. As a result, I use Quintana's voice sparingly throughout the novel because it's so hard to sustain. I come from the "less is more" school of thought.


     There’s a babe in my belly that whispers the valley, Froi. I follow the

whispers and come to the road. And I travel for days on the back of a cart

with the lice and the filth, and the swill of the swine.

     But once in the valley, those pigs of the city sit high on their horses,

not with a noose, but with swords at their sides. And still so forsaken, I

rage at the gods, and I turn from the faces of those who take charge.

     I keep to myself, but I find they are watching. I clench both my fists,

I’ll kill in a beat. Your words pound my brain, Froi, if they dare try to

touch me, a knife to the side and a slit ear to ear.

     Those in my cave, they grab and they drag me. They want me to

bathe, but they’ll soon know the truth. And the fear on their faces speaks

loud of their awe, and I capture the crying and tell them what’s true;

that the men with the swords, who once held the noose, will cut out my

king and leave me to die.

     The girl with the smile, the one you once spoke of, she enters the cave

and can see what is true. And she thinks with her heart, and shouts out,

‘It’s plague!’ and calls for a man who has seen plague before. I beg her,

I beg her, but the man named Matteo is the lad with the cats from when I

was a child. 'Your Highness,' he whispers, his eyes full of wonder. 'Did

you mate with the lastborn I sent to save Charyn?’

     And the women, they stare with fear in their hope, but it’s hope

drenched with tears, and it smothers me whole. And the Mont’s wife,

she covers my belly and speaks, ‘We’ll be dead to all Charyn, from

plague in the north.’ There’s keening and wailing from those left behind:

the men of the valley who lose all they have.

     And here where we’re hidden, I sleep in a corner. My dreams are

consumed by She who has stealth. I feel her, I fight her, I grit through

my teeth, ‘Keep far from my king or I’ll tear you to pieces.’

     I call out your name to help fight this demon. I call out your name.

‘Froi. Save Charyn’s son.’

     And day after day it is dull in my heart, for there’s nothing to say

when you’re dead to the world. And the Mont’s wife, she looks to the

valley and mountains with pain and regret, but such hope and fierce


     ‘Is it rain?’ someone asks, and I wait for the answer. Though winter still

shrouds this land, I've prayed for the sun.    



There's a babe in my belly that whisper the valley, Froi,

I follow the whispers and come to the road....


Separated from the girl he loves and has sworn to protect Froi must travel through Charyn to search for Quintana, the mother of Charyn's unborn king, and protect her against those who will do anything to gain power.  But what happens when loyalty to family and country conflict. When the forces marshalled in Charyn's war gather and threatens to involve the whole of the land, including Lumatere, only Froi can set things right, with the help of those he loves....


Froi of the Exiles - Book 2 of the Lumatere Chronicles



Blood sings to blood....

those born last will make the first

and Charyn will be barren no more


Three years after the curse on Lumatere was lifted, Froi has found his home ... or so he believes. Fiercely loyal to the Queen and Finnikin, Froi has been taken roughly and lovingly in hand by the Guard sworn to protect the royal family, and has learned to control his quick temper with a warrior’s discipline. But when he is sent on a secretive mission to the kingdom of Charyn, nothing could have prepared him for what he finds in its surreal royal court. Soon he must unravel both the dark bonds of kinship and the mysteries of a half-mad princess in this barren and mysterious place.

It is in Charyn that he will discover there is a song sleeping in his blood … and though Froi would rather not, the time has come to listen.


Finnikin of the Rock - Book 1 of the Lumatere Chronicles



At the age of nine Finnikin is warned by the gods that he must sacrifice a pound of flesh to save his kingdom. He stands on the rock of three wonders with his friend Prince Balthazar and Balthazar's cousin, Lucian and together they mix their blood to safeguard Lumatere.

But all safety is shattered during the five days of the unspeakable when the king and queen and their children are brutally murdered  in the palace.  An imposter seizes the throne, a curse binds all who remain inside Lumatere's walls, and those who escape are left to roam the land as exiles, dying by the thousands in fever camps.

Ten years later, Finnikin is summoned to another rock - to meet Evanjain, a young novice with a startling claim. Balthazar, heir to the throne of Lumatere is alive. This arrogant young woman claims she'll lead Finnikin and his mentor, Sir Topher to the prince. Instead her leadership points them perilously toward home. Does Finnikin dare believe that Lumatere might oneday rise united. Evajalin is not what she seems, and the startling truth will test Finnikin's faith not only in her but in all he knows to be true about himself and his destiny.



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