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To the ones who don’t run with the popular crowd, the ones who get caught reading under their desks, the ones who feel like they never get invited, included, or represented. Get your leathers. We have dragons to ride.
“Dragons do not answer to the laws of humans,” she counters in a tone that reminds me of Tairn. “And as my bonded, as Tairn’s rider, you no longer answer to them, either.”
His eyes flare in confusion for all of a millisecond before shadows explode around us, immediately devouring every speck of light in a sea of endless black I instantly recognize as home.
“I could reach the rank of Maven, lead armies of dark wielders against everyone we care for, and watch every vein in my body turn red as I channel all the power in the Continent, and I would still love you. What I did doesn’t change that. I’m not sure anything can.”
The last time a shadow and lightning wielder fought side by side, they managed to drive the venin back into the Barrens for a few hundred years. We’ll figure out how to do it again.”
You might be angry when you realize I didn’t wake you to say goodbye. But it’s only because I no longer fully trust my ability to walk away. —Recovered Correspondence of His Grace, Lieutenant Xaden Riorson, Sixteenth Duke of Tyrrendor, to Cadet Violet Sorrengail
remember what I taught you about history: it is simply a collection of stories, each influenced by those that happened before and steering the ones to come.
“But you grow more powerful every day, more capable of recognizing what once was entirely invisible to you.”
“It really pisses me off when you guys act like my sense of humor somehow lessens my ability to show up for our squad.”
“He is my choice.”
“Aretia is the second most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He hands me his reins, turning those gorgeous, gold-flecked onyx eyes into weapons capable of melting the underwear straight off my body as he looks up at me. “And my home is the first.”
He didn’t love me, not in the way I deserve to be loved, and no amount of power is worth staying with someone who doesn’t love you.”
I will be with you all the way, Silver One.”
“So fucking stubborn.” He sighs. “I love you
The closest man translates for the crowd, his voice booming through the cone, and the taller one to his right signs.
“Humans don’t mate!” I call after him. “Another sign of your inferiority.” Wood cracks in the distance.
“You preach peace while only having known its privilege,” Andarna hisses in retort.
“Never said you couldn’t love him.” He squeezes my shoulders gently. “You can still love someone after you let them go. But you have to tell me there’s a line where you will let him go. Because if there isn’t one, it’s not just him we’re going to lose, Vi.”
A dragon determines its last flight, and its rider’s. —Article One, Section Two The Dragon Rider’s Codex
“Even when I’m not entirely…me, whatever I am still craves you, needs you, only wants you.
“If I loved you in the way you deserve to be loved, I’d ignore that you’re the only form of peace I’ve ever known and put a thousand miles between us because stable still isn’t whole
