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Lidia sobbed as she leapt, as the open air embraced her. As the rocks and surf spread below. For a heartbeat, she thought the water might be rising to meet her. But that was her. Falling. A gunshot cracked like a thunderhead breaking. Pain ruptured through her chest, bone shattering, red washing over her vision. Lidia let out a choked, bloody laugh as she died.
BUT THE WATER WAS RISING TO MEET HER THERION IS THERE SHE CANT FUCKING DIE SHES OBVIOUSLY RUHNS MATE
Is this new Baxian Argos just the result of learning Danika was your mate?” It was a potential minefield, to bring up his dead mate. To lose a mate was to lose half of your soul; to live without them was torture. “I don’t want to talk about the past,” Baxian said, wings snapping in tight to his body,
“Something to do with the Viper Queen and the River Queen threatening war for harboring you?” Well, shit.
Well shit is my thoughts exactly
i know he ran from the river queen but i thought when he sold himself to the viper queen that solved that problem and then the viper let him go when ithan killed sigrid like they agreed so shouldnt neither of them actually have any claim to him????
“But why do you know this? How do you have this collection?” “I’ll refrain from making the comparison to a dog with a bone.” Jesiba closed her laptop with a soft click. Interlaced her fingers and set them upon the computer. “Quinlan knew when to keep her mouth shut, you know. She never asked why I have these books, why I have the Archesian amulets that the Parthos priestesses wore.”
I was cursed by a demon. By a prince who intercepted my ship and the books on it.” Ithan’s heart thundered. “We had almost reached the Haldren Sea when Apollion found the Griffin.” Her voice was flat. “He’d heard about the doomed stand at Parthos, and the ships, and the priestesses burned with their books. He was curious about what might be so valuable to the humans that we were willing to die for it. He didn’t understand when I told him it was no power beyond knowledge—no weapon beyond learning.” Her smile turned bitter. “He refused to believe me. And cursed me for my impudence in denying him
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JESSIBA WAS A PARTHOS PRIESTESS no wonder she pleaded with such despertion to save them, shes been guarding them for 15thousand years
“Do you want to … start aging again?” It was a dangerously personal question, but to his surprise, she answered. “Not yet,” Jesiba said a shade quietly. “Not until it’s time.” “For what?” he dared ask. She looked over a shoulder at the small library, at the feisty book that had at last simmered down, as if sulking. “For a world to emerge where these books will be truly safe at last.”
grow bored of this.” The Autumn King made to pull away, but Bryce grabbed his arm. “Way ahead of you there. I grew bored of you the instant you opened your mouth.” Stone clicked. The Autumn King reeled back, but too late. The gorsian shackle had already clamped on his wrist. “You little bitch,” he hissed, and Bryce let the shackle from her other wrist tumble to the ground. “You have no idea who you’re fucking with—” “I do. A useless, pathetic loser.” He lunged to his feet, but she’d already snatched up both Truth-Teller and the Starsword. He halted as she unsheathed the blades and pointed both
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His face whitened with rage. “You arrived here intentionally.” “Guilty as charged,” she said, shaking her hair over a shoulder with a toss of her head. “I knew you’d been doing all this research for centuries. You’re the one person who’s obsessed with the Starsword and its secrets, sad Chosen One reject that you are. So I came here for answers. To learn what, exactly, a weapon like this could do. How to get rid of our little intergalactic friends.”
Remembering all Ruhn had told her about the Autumn King’s obsession with the Starsword, she’d gambled that he might know about the dagger, too. It had been the hardest decision she’d ever made: to come here, to play this game, rather than to will the portal to take her right to Hunt. But Hunt, as she had feared, had still been in the dungeons, and to appear there would have been too risky. And this knowledge was too important. But now she knew a little more. The Starsword and Truth-Teller could open a portal to nowhere,
Lidia pressed a hand against the door. Tears rolled down her cheeks. And then a boy, golden-haired and blue-eyed, looked away from his teacher and toward the window. The kid wasn’t mer. The ground slid out from under Ruhn. The boy had Lidia’s face. Her coloring. Another boy to his left, also not mer, had dark hair and golden eyes. Lidia’s eyes. Behind them, Flynn grunted with surprise. “You’ve got brothers on this ship?” “They’re not my brothers,” Lidia whispered. Her fingers curled on the glass. “They’re my sons.”

