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“And five, she will be granted access to hunt in the king’s forest whenever she pleases.” “That one was just for fun.”
“Oh good, because books will keep her safe.” Mira shoots Brennan an icy look. The right books will.
“You didn’t know him. There was only one thing in this world he loved more than me.”
“Swear you’ll sound the alarm if I go too far, that you’ll keep it safe, even if it’s from me.”
“Promise me, Violet. Please.” He’ll never go too far, never lose his soul, so I nod. “I promise.” Xaden’s eyes slide shut for a heartbeat, and blatant relief shines from their depths when he opens them. “Thank you.”
“He gave me back my title and the seat in the Senarium.” Holy shit. My lips part. “Not just Aretia, either…he gave me Tyrrendor,” Xaden says slowly, like he can’t believe it, either.
He’s the Duke of Tyrrendor.
“There’s a very small, very skilled group going with Violet to find Andarna’s kind.” “Sounds like a quest squad to me.
“And how does the Empyrean feel about this?” I tap my fingers on my thigh, counting out the seconds. “You have the full support of the Aretian riot. We will find out how the others feel in the morning.”
“This little venture tells me you’ve been hanging out with Riorson too long,” Brennan says, waiting beside Mira in front of the massive iron pillar and its eerie black flame.
this is Professor Kiandra, and she’ll be leading Battle Brief with me from now on, given the news that our nobles are back in active negotiation for an alliance.”
“Get over it. We’re not playing games anymore; we’re preparing you for war.”
“Next issue: we have too many wingleaders among us,”
“It has been determined that leadership shall align with the wing’s…population.”
“No one say a damned thing,” I reply under my breath. “I’ll be fine.” “You are hereby charged with high treason against the kingdom of Navarre!” Maybe not.
Everyone wants wisdom but needs luck.
Aetos, somehow managing not to vomit when I see his rank has been raised to general.
“What happened to not getting into trouble?” “I never promised that.”
“Someone once told me the right way isn’t the only way.”
“Cadet Sorrengail, and whomever she acted with, committed the crime last night, and as of this morning, every single one of you and our king signed their pardons.”
I have thousands upon thousands of volumes secured in my summer home, and you are now welcome to any and all of them.
“I think…she was expecting us.” This is a trap.
It’s not Aotrom. “Chradh,” Tairn explains as the wyvern falls from the dragon’s grip. “What the fuck is Garrick—” “Tornado!” Tairn warns
“Violet,” Andarna cries. “I can’t feel him!”
Liam only had minutes after Deigh ceased breathing, but he knew.
There’s a glimmer of thread where our bond should be, but it’s enough to flood my system with hope as something crashes behind me.
“The others approach,” Andarna says. “They do not know Chradh is with you, and I have not told them.”
The Brown Scorpiontail blocked out his riot?
“He knew I was crossing the border? Maise.” I end on a whisper, staring up at the side of Garrick’s face. “How did you get here?”
“Maise saw us leave maybe forty minutes ago, and you’re already here. You’re a wind wielder,
“I didn’t.” I shake my head. “I did.” Our heads whip right, and the silver-haired venin walks toward us,
Holy Dunne, she wielded lightning. But venin aren’t supposed to have signets…let alone mine.
“Now wouldn’t be a bad time to manifest a second signet,” I tell Andarna as the dark wielder approaches.
“As if I control how you use my power?” Andarna counters.
“Only the parents.” She rolls her eyes. “I left the boys as a sign of goodwill,
Leash. That’s exactly what Jack called me. She knows about Xaden.
“Our paths are too intertwined to begin with such hostility.
“I’m Theophanie, by the way. Seems only right that you know my name, seeing as I know everything about you, Violet Sorrengail.”
“But two is unheard of. Aren’t you the luckiest girl on the Continent? Or maybe that’s me, being close by when your morningstartail was spotted.”
“Now tell me, which chose you first? The one who gifted you the power of
the sky? Or the irid?”
“Yes. I remember now. That is what my kind are called. I am an irid scorpiontail.”
You truly don’t know what she is, do you?”
Sometimes I forget just how short mortal memory can be.”
“And when you come with him, you will remember that I let you live today and choose me, not Berwyn, as your teacher.”
“Besides the fact that he’s subpar and you’d be chained to him, powerless to resist his orders?” She sneers in disgust, then schools her features. “I’ll let you keep both your dragons while giving you what you want most in the world.”
“Control and knowledge.”
“Did you?” I ask quickly as the wingbeats grow louder. “She called you a walker.” He’d traveled a thousand miles in
minutes,

