Knight of the Goddess (Blood of a Fae, #4)

by Briar Boleyn

The thought of a tiny Nightclaw running wild around the temple,

In the temple? The temple that worships her and her aunts? LMAO.

“But I thought we could mingle first. With a little anonymity?”

And the only people that may actually not recognize them are the commoners…

“Nedola. She was there.”

Nedola, Oldena! The child spirit lady thing was her aunt! Well would you look at that…

Draven winced. “Though if you knew some of the things I said to that owl when I was frustrated...”

And when did he have time for that? And is this revelation saying e knew who Oldena was the entire time, meaning he knew who Morgan truly was and also who he really was?

My heart sped up. “I never knew that. You never told me.”

Obviously.

“But it didn’t fail,” I said. “It very much succeeded.”

Way to state the obvious of something that’s a year gone…🙄🙄

“That’s probably because Nightpaw was climbing that courtier’s trousers,”

Nightpaw? That’s what she named him? I guess it’s no worse than The Empress’s Exmoor… 🙄🙄

“If Nedola and Zorya wanted to leave Aercanum. If they wanted to go on, then maybe they knew something we don’t.”

Yeah, like the fact that they are from another planet or dimension altogether since Perun confirmed that this place was like this when he “got here”.

“If there’s anyone who could find answers that even the gods didn’t have, it would be the beautiful, stubborn, unstoppable woman I’m holding in my arms right now.”

This woman couldn’t find her way out of a wet paper bag with a hole in it…

“What?” I laughed again, a little awkwardly this time.

What? Tahehehehe. 🙄🙄 Ditzy ass.

“You have no idea how much. Or in how many different ways. But I just want you. Tell me I can have that, Morgan.”

Unnecessary. 🙄🙄