The Aelf-King Sagas  ·  Book I

The Blood of Winter

They burned the people who could hear the earth sing.

Where the witch trials made a legend. A novel of the Iron Century. September 2026.

The Blood of Winter — cover of Book One of The Aelf-King Sagas

The Story

A hunted boy. A condemned healer. The child she would not give to the fire.

The earth still sings, through root and stone and deep water, and the few who can hear it have learned to keep it secret. In a hollow beneath a hill, a boy is raised on that music and taught to hold the cold itself in his hands. He is half of something the world has spent a century learning to burn.

When the hunters come, they take the one person who understood what he is, and leave him a locket, a grief, and a country full of smoke. On the road south he finds Elizabeth, a healer condemned for curing fevers and coaxing herbs to grow out of season, and the infant daughter she will not surrender. Two strangers tie their survival to the same frozen branch, and run.

Ahead lies the one city whose gates still stand open, where a tired king must weigh mercy against twenty thousand lives, and where a red banner over the eastern gate reads, All who seek mercy may enter. And in a boy who answers cruelty with small, deliberate mercy, a figure the world will one day soften into a symbol begins, very quietly, to wake.

For readers of Katherine Arden and Guy Gavriel Kay

The Blood of Winter cover

I have seen what fire does to a woman who will not stop singing.

From the chronicle of Père Noël

The Book

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The Archives

The Legend of the Maker's Wonder

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The Author

S.C. Kincaid

S.C. Kincaid writes at the intersection of history, myth, and the stories families carry across centuries without quite knowing why. The Aelf-King Sagas reimagines the origin of Santa Claus through the witch trials of sixteenth- and seventeenth-century Europe: a world where folklore was weaponized, where belief was dangerous, and where the figures we later softened into symbols were something far older and stranger.

His family carried a Scottish name and a longer Scottish story, one that traveled from the Highlands and the Celtic borderlands across an ocean to the Ozark hills of Arkansas, where the stories changed shape but did not disappear.

He lives in the Ozarks, where the winters are still long enough to make you wonder what might be moving through the trees.