Can't Spell Treason Without Tea (Tomes & Tea, #1)

by Rebecca Thorne

Once one of them asked that question, they stayed quiet until the other was absolutely finished. Sometimes, a person just needed to verbally work through their feelings. Sometimes, the first thing out of their mouth wasn’t really the problem.

Ok valid tho

After that, Kianthe poured herself into repairs at the barn. The roofing apprentice finished his work with her help, and the carpenter framed the west wall with towering bookshelves, just like Kianthe wanted. Because Kianthe hated being cold, she had the carpenter design a fireplace dividing the wall of books. It was big and deep, framed in stone with a thick wooden mantel, and would make the cold winters in Tawney almost bearable.

I feel like im watching one of those home renovation apps lol

“If you drop off another rooftop, dear, we’ll have words.”

God i hate this petname

Kianthe pouted a bit, deflating.

I hate when characters pout

Then she shoved it aside, tamped the magic down, and extracted herself from Reyna. “I’m not a slave to the Stone’s whims. It can warn me of impending doom—and I can choose to ignore it.”

Idk about you but this feels irresponsible...

She also started wearing her moonstone again—mostly to put Kianthe’s mind at ease, but partially because the mage would send pulses of magic across the continent, like taps against her heart. They’d formed a code through it, and it was nice to know that even when she was physically alone, someone cared about her.

This is cute i cant lie

A hand reached for her. Reyna. Kianthe grasped it desperately, but when she was hauled out of the sea—no, an ocean of snow—it wasn’t her girlfriend that greeted her. Instead, Queen Tilaine smiled and whispered, “She’s mine.”

NOOOOOOO

Luckily, Reyna had been paying attention when Kianthe explained those identifier pins last year, because she interjected to say, “What pronouns would you prefer?” “Ask the name, too,” Kianthe mumbled. She couldn’t quite place how she knew this mage. The person heaved a sigh. “You may use ‘they’ or ‘them.’

Feo heaved a sigh, like this was exhausting to explain. “The Arcandor is neutral in terms of the Realm’s governing bodies. If you’re seen begging the council for her immunity, you’ll open a slew of political problems. The council requested you stay here.”

Not the political intrigue