Song of Sorrows and Fate (The Broken Kingdoms, #9)

by L.J. Andrews

Mattis and Stieg had a laugh at my expense when they saw the seal of the royals in the fae isles. Saga had promised she’d have one made. I’d always thought we’d be the grandest of friends, but there she was, siding with her damn husband and allowing him to make horridly regal seals.

I don’t mind if you speak to shadows, Silas, but let me be the one to hold the candle and walk with you through the darkness.”

“Then don’t be stupid and let words make you doubt those things that make you, you.”

“Sometimes I do not know what is real, but you have always been my guide in a confusing existence. You are my beacon in the night.” He lifted his head and peered down at me. Silas brushed his thumb over the ridge of my cheek. “I would wait a thousand lifetimes for you.”

Well, the good in all this, is now it seems we’re all much closer together. I know for a fact the Nightrender is especially thrilled by this turn of events, don’t you think?” Kase groaned. “Soon, I will demand that Valen or your own wife build me an isle of solitude to escape your voice.” “Then what, pray tell, will bring you immeasurable joy each sunrise when I call out to you?”