More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“You shouldn’t be here,” she sobbed, and the weight of my own failure crushed me as I nodded my agreement, my eyes meeting Hamish’s over her head. “Your queen will be most tormented by this loss, my boy,” he said, clapping my arm bracingly as he tried to offer me some comfort, sensing the grief of his own passage from this world pressing down on him. “Fate has been cruel indeed this day.”
“Never think that you are not enough,” Hamish growled, his grip on me tightening, and he took my jaw in his hand, locking his gaze with mine as he seemed to peer directly into my soul. “You fought with all you had, unflinchingly and without fear, giving yourself entirely to a fight that could have righted the world. You fought for love and justice, and you should have won. I am endlessly proud of you, dear boy. Endlessly, utterly proud of the man you proved yourself to be.”
“Roxanya Vega was right to deny your bond when it was offered,” my mom added. “Because it was the push you needed to find yourself, to become the man I had always known you could be. You set out to prove yourself worthy of her love, but in finding what was needed to do so, you became so much more. I have been proud of you from the first moment I held you in my arms, but I am honoured to have been there to watch you step into your destiny as fully as you did.”
If she refused our fate, then I would too. I would fight with whatever power remained to me and use whatever I could to see an end to this injustice. If there was any way for us to reunite our souls once more, then I would give all I had to do so. There was only her. My one, my only, my wife.
“Is there no justice left in the hearts of the stars?” Azriel Orion’s sharp voice drew my attention to my left where he stood watching reality play out, his dark hair unkempt as always and worry lines etched across his forehead. He reached for the orb with shaking fingers that curled tightly into a fist, his own grief potent.
Merissa knew well I would do as she willed, but we had tried countless times to offer anything to the stars to break the curse laid upon our daughters by Clydinius. The fallen star, a creature who had not followed its rightful path once it had tumbled from the heavens long ago, twisting the laws of old and changing fate. It should have released the power within, offering it up to the world as a final gift as was decided by the ancient stars themselves. Instead, Clydinius had thwarted nature and unbalanced the true path, setting a curse upon my family for generation after generation with the
...more
Ok so they were cursed by a fallen star. Thats the broken promise the prophecy talked about. Its adding up now
But I knew why the stars held off; I had sensed it when I’d questioned them on it once. Even stars could feel fear, it seemed. And the last thing they wanted was for Roxanya and Gwendalina to choose to raise Clydinius into Fae form, the power he could wield then would be some unimaginable terror. But the stars had just confirmed there was no other way. So I would make it my duty to force them into relinquishing that truth to my children.
I had been here and there, somewhere between while caught in the embrace of my mother and Hamish, but with a yank which felt like I was cast through a sea of starlight and darkness, I found myself standing on that hillside where I had felt the last furious beats of my heart before death had stolen me away. It was instantly obvious why fate had delivered me to this place, the power of Roxy’s curse on the stars summoning me to her in her moment of earth-shattering grief. I fell to my knees beside her, my own body sprawled in the dirt beneath her as her wings created a cocoon over it.
“Gwendalina,” I called to her, aching for her to hear me through the space between realms, to think of me and draw me close so that I might remind her she was not alone. Oh to hold her in my arms now, to promise everything would be alright.
The fact that their parents love them so much and are constantly looking out for them warms my heart
“The one where I swore to love and protect your daughter with all that I was for all the time I had in that world and the next. The one that I joined her in when she vowed to change our fate at the cost of the stars if that was what it required. She has sworn to defy destiny in the matter of my death, and I have sworn to do all I can to defy it too. So will you help me, or would you rather allow your distaste for me to leave her grieving and alone for the rest of her life?” I demanded.
“I meant what I said before,” she said softly. “You made up for your poor choices in my eyes as well as in the eyes of my daughter. Besides, I always knew you’d be the one for her. I held you as a baby when I was pregnant, and I saw it.” “You saw me and her together?” I asked, clinging to that fact, and wondering if it might give me a clue into the way this might all work out.
“Me and Lance?” I scoffed. “He fucking wishes.” “The two of you did have all of those sleepovers. He drew me to him in a nightmare once and I was filled with excitement when I found you in bed with him, your arms wrapped tight around him, offering comfort, the two of you in a state of undress and-” “Those were platonic sleepovers,” I said, rolling my eyes. “And I was never fucking naked for them-”

