Consort of Fire (Bound to Fire and Steel, #1)

by Kit Rocha

She felt so much, all the time, as if her heart contained the full breadth of human emotion. But the constant drumbeats beneath it all were variations on one note, over and over, so steady and constant that it rattled his bones.

Zanya threw her head back and screamed. Her scream was the sound of stars dying. The sound of the earth tearing apart. The sound of the end of everything. Her scream made the world’s wild grief sound tame by comparison. Her scream brought tears to his eyes, stinging so sharply Sachi and Zanya became a blur.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re the Dream. You’ve always been my dream.”