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He had been a hero once. Now, he was cursed with the half-life of a shadow wraith.
‘She was trying to kill you.’ ‘Some of the best sex starts that way, my young apprentice.’
‘Terrence?’ He baulked. ‘What sort of name is that for a bird of prey?’ ‘A perfectly decent one,’ she countered coldly. ‘Right…’ He watched the hawk fly ahead then, dipping in and out of sight. ‘What does he eat?’ ‘Starlings,’ she replied, deadpan.
‘That prophecy from years ago was a load of shit and every woman in Naarva knew it the moment Ciraun fell. We’ve been breaking that law ever since, and fuck anyone who tries to stop us.’
‘There will be no “cuddling up”. It’s so I can watch you.’ ‘Whatever gets you off.’ Drue let out a noise of frustration. ‘For fuck’s sake. Just help me with the damn tent, would you?’
Modern vernacular...
For only the royal households of the midrealms wielded magic nowadays.
‘If you need words of comfort, perhaps remember this: there are all kinds of darkness in this world. Some good, some bad, and some with no agenda at all. It’s what that darkness means to you and what you do with it yourself that matters most.’
Had wanted her from the moment she’d threatened to carve out his heart on the northern perimeter. There was no need for that now – she already held it in her hands. It belonged to her.
She shook her head again. ‘It’s exhausting constantly being on the defensive, constantly having to disagree. Sometimes it’s just easier —’ ‘That,’ Talemir stated, reining in his rage with all the strength he could muster. ‘That what?’ ‘That is exactly why I interfered.’ He peered into her face so she could see that he meant every word. ‘You should never have to carry that burden alone.’
‘You are a spectrum of colour in the shadows. You pull me back towards the light…’
This is Christine Feehan’s Carpathian vampire lore.
