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Our call and response, left unfinished.
Sick
“If Nicholas Davis had touched you, he would not have let you go.” Erebus’s lips purse. “He will be a nuisance enough as it is.”
“Once he recovers from the shock of your disappearance, whom do you think Nicholas will pursue first? You… or Selwyn?”
NO dont make him choose
“Two demands, and only one fulfilled. You owe me, Briana.” His smile spreads. “We are as good as Oathbound, you and I.”
Well shit
“Wherever he is, if he is even capable of thinking of you, Selwyn is ravenous for more than your misery. If you were to face him, you would meet a demon driven to find out not only how much pain your human body can endure before it dies, but how much pain you can endure and still live.”
Noooo
“What’s more human than risking what you have and what you are for someone else?”
:((
“So that my power, and my pain, belong… to me.”
The clothes… someone… gave me.
SOMEONE??
He took someone away— Wait. Who was that someone?
You dont remember SEL??
There was a third person who ran after me just before we left. They were chasing me, trying to stop me from leaving.
NOO
And again, there’s a single emotion. It is muted loss and deep pain, together. It is… longing.
Exactlyyy
While Nick’s eyes are on Larkin’s face, my healer’s gaze is on him. The pulse in his throat is slowing down. He’s coming back to us, to the here and now, but I’ve learned not to believe anyone who, without prompting, declares that they are “fine.”
I like this psych perspective
I wonder what it’d be like to not only have a plan but be the plan.
If this being has existed on our plane before now, it likely makes a habit of eliminating any witnesses in order to cover its tracks.”
Its so sick they dont know Erebus isnt Erebus
“A league we are ill-equipped to pursue.” Erebus temples his fingers. “This so-called teleportation ability you witnessed is no doubt a mere taste of what this demon is capable of. It is not hyperbole to consider that the true depth of its powers is beyond our knowledge.”
Sick sick sick
Erebus is the Merlin who bespelled Nick’s cuffs—which means he is the only person other than Bree who can break them.
Oh goodie
With a single phone call, Nick Davis manipulated the entire Council of Regents into sending him on a fully sanctioned, unsupervised mission that could take weeks, months, or even years to complete. And no matter how much the Council hates the trap Nick set for them, they can’t refuse him—or they’ll die.
King
“I think we both know Selwyn Kane is gone,” Nick says quietly. “In spirit, if not in body.”
Noo we don't believe that Nicholas
“To answer your question, I will not pursue Bree, because even if she is with an enemy, I know that she will survive—which is a far better fate than what awaits her here.”
Oh :(
“Briana Matthews cannot be the only voice that speaks against you.” Nick’s face turns derisive. A bright fury, rising beneath his skin. “Not when she bears our burdens for us and goes so unprotected. Not when you erase her humanity to guard your own power and protect your own whiteness.”
SHIT GET THEM
“Because”—Nick gazes at the Seneschal with not a small amount of pleasure—“no one dead or alive can control Briana Matthews.” “Is that so?” Erebus asks, brow arched. “Woe betide the human or demon who tries. Briana belongs to no one but herself.
“As I recall, a traditional quest allows for two companions. A second-in-command and an attendant guardian—”
Will and Larkin:))
“I volunteer as quest second.”
Yep
“I volunteer as quest champion.” I recognize Larkin’s voice even before he steps forward.
YEP
Nick whips around at my warning—and just barely catches the hilt between both palms, halting the flying blade point at his chest.
Um WHAT
Serren doesn’t seem to care if Nick dies—but Erebus Varelian, for all his faults, does.
Interesting
Beside me, Gill’s eyes are bright with knowing pride because throughout the entire fight, she knew something that I didn’t: Nick had been holding back.
each other once again, I thought. I was thrilled near to tears. Then, his eyes fluttered open—and the golden gaze I had last seen years ago was gone, replaced by a deep heart-blood crimson.
Xaden is that you
I am eternally relieved that the same won’t be true for Faye and her daughter. I wonder what Bree is facing now.
WAIT is this a new realization or am I just forgetful
In all of this, I can at least find some solace in knowing that Bree Matthews will be free to live her life without the chaos we call the Order.
It has to be new
I hate recognizing that the women who helped raise me are aging, even though I know to age is an honor. I just wish it didn’t remind me that time is passing.
I do not believe an overabundance of desires, impulses, and hungers is inherently immoral, but I do believe those drives do not fit the Order’s grand design.
“It doesn’t fucking work.”
HIS FIRST WORDS IN TWO MONTHS LMAO
Does he want to serve them, protect them, worship them… or devour them whole?
Cowardice and bigotry don’t have to have faces. Their actions speak loudly enough. “Maybe humans like that deserve to be fed on by lesser demons,” I murmur.
“Are you saying I was with the Merlin boy?” “To my torment, yes,” Erebus mutters,
In a way
“The point is that you, William, never treat yourself like a patient. You tell the others this all the time, but you deserve protection too. You deserve someone looking out for you, too. Do you not realize that?”
YES
And if Larkin Douglas happens to be the most alluring cambion I’ve ever met, well, that might just be due to our proximity.
Sureee
“It doesn’t matter what your title was going to be, Nick,” I’d said. “You were a child and there’s no excuse for what he did to you. What they did.” Nick’s spine stiffened. “I know.”
His past gives him more depth and I love
Sel’s grip tightened until Nick met his Kingsmage’s eyes. Something silent and deep passed between them. An understanding. A grace.
His Kingsmage gaze shifted between Bree, his new king, and Nick, his old one. His liege and his bonded. And I realized that I had nothing else to offer there. That I had done enough. That Selwyn had them both.
WHEN I RETURN to the cabin from Daeza’s club, I walk straight to Selwyn’s room. “Well, that was an almighty failure.”
Omg they were all with Daeza
“Could it be that the mere thought of this new Scion of Arthur sparks such frustration in you? Such dissatisfaction? Do they bring about feelings in you that you wish they could not? Feelings you can’t control?”
Well
“Briana is mine. My Scion. My sovereign. My king,” Selwyn utters, lip curling.
Oh no
“But you’re gonna have to do something for me first. Something you’re good at. Look and act very, very rich.”
Omg Nick is going to the art auction too and she wont remember him
Lark steps closer, whispering, “Sweetheart… honey.” My breath turns shaky, rattling in my chest. He’s never called me those things before. Lark taps his forehead gently against mine.
OH
“Bree?” My name. He knows my name.
Nooo I knew it was Nick
Nick
FINALLY
What happened to Bree’s ancestor Vera was not a ‘bad decision.’ It was rape. A violation Samuel Davis should have been punished for. One I’m personally happy to punish anyone for, really, if they try to defend him.”
Oh hell yeah say it how it is
“No time.” The only warning before he presses his mouth to mine—then, there is nothing to know, nothing to remember, nothing to earn or fight for. Only this.
