Queens of Mist and Madness (Fae Isles, #4)

by Lisette Marshall

Only his fingers moved between us as my gaze slid his way, almost imperceptible twitches, forming the shapes I knew so well … Love you.

:')

‘Of course I’m listening to her because she’s my daughter. I know where she got her brains, you see.’ Tared burst out laughing

was the most amusing thing you’ve said in a century, though.’ Tared chuckled,

We love to see tared chuckling at something creon said, im living for this sort of friendship forming

Just tell them you need to see Thysandra again. Just use the damn smoothness and be done with it.

I honestly wonder if she could use that on the mother

‘They have always rebelled.’ And suddenly I understood what was going on

‘But you could simply send me and forget about it, and I was the one who had to go there and slit their throats and feel their fear as they bled to death at my hands. Do you understand just how frightened they were,

Honestly Agenor should know anyways since he knew Ali was part of those rebels

Lyn had pressed her freckled hands to her mouth, amber eyes gleaming unnaturally in the firelight. Next to her, Tared gaped at Creon as if he’d never seen him talk before.

I dragged my thoughts back to the matter of human allies. ‘So that part of the stories is true? About the walls being magical in some way or another?’

‘I suppose we can leave any additional safety measures to you?’ An outstretched hand if I’d ever seen one. Creon’s nod was curt yet resolute,

I love that Tared realized how fking wrong hes been

‘Cactus,’ a sleepy voice rasped behind me.

I just wanna point out i still think its the cutest thing in the world that he has a nickname for her and that its something as cute as "Cactus"

And just like that, I knew exactly what he was thinking. ‘How much do you trust her?’ I said slowly. ‘Naxi?’

Yeah i literally have no clue why were keeping her away from Thysandra when shes the key to her talking

‘Oh, I have decided it would vastly improve my quality of life to have her,’ Naxi said without a moment of hesitation.

Does anyone in any fantasy book know what love is

Emelin, We’ve been hoping you would reach out to us. The White City is pleased and ready to welcome you.

Why am i so sus

What I needed was white. Pale gold. Eggshell blue. Sweet, innocent colours for this trip, dresses to underline my declaration of peace.

Please dont go in white thats the dumbest idea ever, even if its not them who attack you think about all the things that could happen

Why would any human with a grain of good sense throw their doors wide for me without even the slightest of security measures?

Precisely

‘Counting swords and stirring poisons?’ he sharply cut

is he jealous of her?!? That shes the one with all the godsworn magic and the"leader" in a way and the one having to fight?! Bc he really shoildnt be, Em would hand it off to someone else if she could. it makes sense tho with this being all hes ever known or considered useful for

‘Creon …’ The hairs on the back of my neck were prickling. ‘Creon, are you jealous of me?’

WHAT DID I JUST SAY DAMN IM GOOD

‘I’m having trouble watching you do all you need to do and not being able to take anything off your plate,’ he muttered,

This was actually my inital guess, bc of all the ppl who dislike him he cant be there for her in the way he would be if he was allowed to, in a way its jealousy-- envy for the person he wants to be but cant because of his rep. And its poorly directed resentment because of the resrlessness and frustration its causing

‘I’m not used to it – being powerless. Drives me mad to watch you drive yourself to the edge of insanity without being able to do anything about it.’

Exactly

‘Don’t make me regret this,’ I whispered, hands snaking up to his chest, his shoulders. ‘Please.’

I cantbekieve youre no pusing it

I bit down on his thumb and sucked hard, lapping every last trace of that salty sweetness off his skin before I let him go again.

Damn this scene is hot

‘Please, Creon. More.’ ‘So hungry,’ he purred, thumb strumming the little bud between my lips.

sweating rn

think it’s a little over a thousand camping near the walls.’

Sounds like fking LA

‘The consuls have their living quarters and guest rooms in the east wing of the building. You’ll be staying there, too, during your visit.’

Ali has GOT to be on this consul

And only then did I notice the woman standing beside my guest room door.

IT HAS TO BE ALI RIGHT

first strands of grey streaking her dark brown hair. Nor was there anything sinister about the smile that appeared upon her face as she turned towards us, warm and kind and sparkling with just the slightest hint of mischief.

Thats my girl Ali!!!

She sounded the way she looked – gentle, but with a core of steel below that tender surface. ‘Fast as always, of course.’

‘Oh, just call me Rosalind,’

There aint no god damn way this aint Ali, 'ali' is literally in the middle of Rosalind

Creon Hytherion. Not the Silent Death, like every other human I’d ever heard referring to

I think Creon brought Ali here…its been my theory for a while…creon just didnt know who exactly he was bringing here

‘Then how come you did not grow up with him?’

Not ali tryna get info on the love of her life

‘but would it be terribly impolite for me to ask you for a little summary of those two decades? And the last year, too, if possible?

Def Ali

She went still – very, very still – at the description of my last morning in my parent’s house, the feast I had not been allowed to attend, the shame and embarrassment.

the earth-shattering revelations Creon had presented to me, the bargain we’d made. For some reason, she was smiling broadly at that last point.

‘The Sailor’s Park is beautiful around this time of the year.’ ‘Despite the flowerbeds you removed?’ I said, and she laughed out loud.

my newfound father had tried to stop me from finding Creon (‘Men,’ Rosalind muttered), how I’d found him anyway (a heartfelt ‘Excellent’),

‘We’ve met, as it so happens. Twice.’

‘Please remember that you are not to blame for their judgement, will you? You did not scare them. You did not turn them into cowards. Plenty of humans would have been proud to call themselves your parents – you were very, very unlucky, that is all.’

Ali just fking tell her

And then it was just me in that old, sun-streaked corridor, where no one could see the tears dripping down my face – where I could just be small and lost and broken for one endless moment,

What in the world is the matter?’ A tangle of images washed over me.

Shes trying to tell her THATS HER MOMMY

but there was still the image of that little nest, five blue-and-grey eggs on a soft bed of moss, and Alyra’s excitement suggested the message had to be of some importance.

I cant believe ali hasnt told her yet

Humans never look up, Creon had once signed during a long day of magic training,

Smdh my brother always says this but i look up because im scanning for bugs or lookong at the stars/clouds :)

‘We all make mistakes, don’t we? It’s wonderful you’re looking out for your fellow citizens. Can I buy you a drink to compensate, maybe? I’m sure we’ll get along just fine if given the chance.’

This is how you do it yall

Norris finally met my gaze for the first time, granting me a warm smile. Rosalind winked at me, then averted her eyes again.

Ali is so cute im so mad at her tho--i know shes so proud of her daughter tho, this is exactly the child she wanted

A muffled cheer rose from somewhere to my right, followed by irritated hushing sounds. Again Rosalind’s lips twisted up ever so slightly

Rosalind had clasped a hand over her mouth, as if that physical barrier of flesh and bones was all that could stop her from blurting out words she desperately wanted to speak. Norris muttered something beside her, looking a little nauseous.

Ali remembers that one day on the beach i know she does

‘Almost as if she’s trying to hide something. Tell us, Emelin – are they true, the rumours? Did you fuck him?’

JesUs fking christ

‘Don’t you dare call my daughter a fae whore ever again, you fucking swine.’

YES BITCH YES

You seem to have inherited your mother’s talent for shouting rather convincingly, Agenor had said, and gods help me, I could see it now

what did you say to the stranger who’d held you in her arms before anyone else in the world?

Pen game bruh

Why didn’t you tell me? I wanted to say. I missed you before I knew I was missing anything, I wanted to say, needed you more than I needed even food in that small, barren place where I was always the problem, always too much

Bruh im about to cry