The Endless War (The Bridge Kingdom #4)

by Danielle L. Jensen

His sister’s eyes brightened with delight. “Will you marry her?” If only that were in the cards. “I will march armies to save her, and that’s all you need to know.

My father intended to allow Serin to ply his trade on her for more details, but Coralyn was never one to let him have his way. Drank two bottles of his finest and then silenced herself.” “And they say Maridrina has no queens.”

Not giving Aren a chance to respond, Keris rounded back on Ahnna. “There is endless blame to be cast, Princess, but direct it where it is due, not at the easiest mark. And keep in mind that the man who instigated it all, the one who wanted your miserable bridge and your snake-infested kingdom with its shitty weather, is dead. So quit sniveling over the past and set your eye to the future.”

I freaking love Keris

Raina’s father. It was no wonder he’d been glowering at Keris, given that he’d been culpable in her death.

:(

“Though perhaps that explains how King Edward sired himself a bastard with a Cardiffian woman while betrothed to Alexandra.” Aren grunted in agreement. “Rumor has it that Alexandra had the woman murdered, but that as the woman breathed her last, she claimed that her son’s fate would be revenge upon the one who’d killed her.”

Eeek foreshadowing

But on the very small chance you ever get to speak to her again, remember that she is not your queen. She is Valcotta’s empress. Treat her accordingly. Now walk.”

All around them, the rebels were retreating out of earshot, their eyes low, until only Keris remained. He said, “I never thought anyone would make my father seem a lesser evil, Commander, but I think you have done it.” His blue eyes met Zarrah’s. “I’ll be close by.”

We cannot fight her alone, so it is fortunate that I arrive with the truest ally that I have ever known.”

“I choose you. I want to live every moment with you that I can, no matter that I know circumstance will wrench us apart, because I know we’ll fight our way back to each other’s arms again.”

Her fingers dug into his shoulders. “Tell me there is a chance, tell me there is hope, tell me that on the other side of this, we will find a way back to each other.” He wanted to say yes. Needed to. Instead he bent his head and kissed her softly, then swung up onto his horse. “Goodbye, Imperial Majesty.”

Ugh this book is giving me whiplash

fallacy. The women of Maridrina are the bastion that protects the heart of the kingdom, and while they may not be the first weapon you meet, they will be the last, for their knives sharpen to the keenest edge.