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I have no more grace to give, and you can only give yours once. And even then … we would not survive it. Not as we are now.
She had long ago doomed herself to spend the remainder of eternity there, unable to visit the beautiful world with stars and seas and life she’d helped to create.
My time is over, she thought. Thus begins our twenty-one-year wait.
Mariah Salis had always found it easier to tumble head-first into chaos than to sit comfortably still in peace.
And so I love her with my whole heart
Wildness didn’t belong in a woman; not when everyone around her stared her down like she was a beast in need of taming.
All I hear is “who’s afraid of little old me” COLOR ME OBSESSED
They mirrored the phrase that chased her from dreams and nightmares her entire life, said in a voice that whispered of shadows and starlight. Love is a weakness.
Allume, the raw magic native to the realm of the gods,
Qhohena, the Goddess of the Golden Moon,
it was rare for a woman to have magic.
BOOOOOO
elemental in nature and almost always specific to fire or air,
The moment you came into this world, I knew you were destined for something so much more.
If—when—you ever feel lost, truly lost, when you need a reminder of who you are and what you are capable of…that book will tell you everything you need to know.”
And I believe that on that day, when you realize everything you were ever meant to be, you will change the world.”
✨✨secrets✨✨
As if in answer to the breeze, a deep, dark place within her stirred to life, like a beast cracking open a heavy-lidded eye.
a single drop of my magic was sent forth into Onita, seeking out the one who is Goddess-blessed and worthy of ascension onto the Golden Throne of Onita.
“I love you more than the stars in the sky, my light. Never forget that.”
And every time Mariah felt the worn scabbard of her grandfather’s dagger dig into her thigh, every time she heard the tinkling of coin from her saddlebags, she smiled.
Same babes you’re my hero
Comfort could be bought, but peace was priceless.
Onitans, for some reason, chose to pretend that the second moon, the silver light beside the gold, didn’t exist.
Lisabel had always known exactly who her daughter was since the earliest of Mariah’s memories and had never asked Mariah to hide or change a single morsel of it.
“I’m Ciana. We’re going to be friends—sorry, you don’t get a say in that. Either accept it or … well, accept it.”
Ciana is an absolute delight
Every single one of them was ridiculously attractive. And all of their eyes were trained on her.
One of them was making her skin crawl, and she had to know who.
Hopefully in a sexy way
They were a bright, glowing, gemstone blue, but not quite sapphire—they were deeper, clearer somehow.
His eyes were the color of tanzanite.
her blood-bonded knights, themselves each chosen and blessed by the Goddess and the Consort God, their lives linked to their queen for the entire long length of her life.
A little over twenty-one years ago, early in the morning on the day of the autumnal equinox, my magic slipped from my grasp.
she wrapped her consciousness around that mass of silver, forcing it back into the great pit in her soul where it had crawled out from.
a battle of wills taking place on some other plane of existence,
Something warmer, softer, gentler. A delicate golden flower hidden amongst a mass of silver vines all knotted together in the core of Mariah’s being.
this young woman with an air of wildness about her was now an equal, soon to be a Queen of Onita, Chosen by the Goddess herself. For her, Ryenne would kneel without hesitation.
That sort of love could only be a weakness.
A ball of silver, beginning to unknot and unwind through her veins. An orb of gold, unspooling and wrapping around her heart, her soul.
they are warriors bonded to the queen.”
They receive a piece of their queen’s magic, an act which creates a permanent bridge between their souls. He is then granted the same near-immortal life of his queen, as well as the benefits of a mental connection to her.
“Not until a Queen has bonded to all seven of her Armature may she ascend the throne and proceed with her coronation.
Your ascension to the throne will not be easy. Much of what is in this kingdom is not as it seems.
appoint up to six Ladies to serve in her court.
“I like to think the Goddess knew what she was getting into when she picked me.”
Power may be extraordinary, but always carries burdens with it as well.”
the magic is a part of you, yes, but it still ultimately belongs to the Goddess, and at many times will serve its own purposes.
“It looks like threads. All wound together in a massive ball.”
Something about it called to a feral part of her, a part that craved blood and ruin and vengeance but also sought freedom and joy and laughter—
The silver 👀👀👀
Where the silver threads had emitted feelings of wild darkness, these golden threads felt only of tamed light.
that every sword needs a shield, every great power must be grounded, and even the strongest need protecting.”
the other goddess? Zadione?”
“It isn’t wise to discuss the Goddess of Death here, Mariah.
I think this is exactly the dress needed to bring every man in the kingdom to his knees.”
DO IT BABES 😈
even without the intervention of the gods, I would’ve fallen upon my sword for Ryenne the very moment I laid eyes on her, whether she selected me or not. She is mine, and I am hers. Forever.”
They could be her armor, but they could never have her heart.
