A Conduit of Light (A Conduit of Light, #1)

by Chelsey Ann Tompkins

Revich straightened his back, his jaw set, eyes like cool steel, but his heart beat hollow in his chest, the reminder of a Baron’s future echoing in the promise of losing what he knew he could never bear to.

After more searching, she had found another book praising the first Baron in a way that made her recoil.

He had known everything. She’d been watched, studied, manipulated—all three of them had…and Revich?

Had he planned to keep that a secret forever?

And she remembered Revich.

The woman she wanted to become. The woman she’d never get to see.

She remembered nothing as she heard a name upon the night-kissed breeze. Karus.

“Barons can’t have companions.” “Barons can’t be bound by love, either, yet here I am.” “But—” “But we make the rules. We decide our future, not some history books, not some tradition that doesn’t apply to us.”

No, for that moment, there was nothing else in the world but him and me. A Baron and his companion. The most powerful man on the isle loving the most powerful woman.

I loved this dress, loved this forest, this life I saw as mine to live, mine to take.

“Who are you?” I whispered, unsure if I had spoken aloud. “You know who I am, Little Sprout.” The woman cocked her head slowly, her gaze piercing, the flicker of varying colors in her eyes like the wings of a faerie flying across a sunlit sky, and she answered, “I am the one they call the Blightress.”