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He’d talked me out of my underwear—perhaps the greatest heist ever performed in Zilvaren—and
Gifts that had long since been lost to us. Humans were no longer capable of reading each other’s minds, or making the blood boil in their enemy’s veins, or granting themselves eternal luck.
Kingfisher stuck out a hand and flipped all seven of them off as he stormed by.
“My mother gave me this pendant, this relic,” he clarified, “when I was eleven. The night before we left for the Winter Palace. She knew I’d have need of it. Later, when I came of age and joined Belikon’s army, I was called upon to travel between Yvelia and the other realms because my pendant was one of the most powerful. To cut a very long and boring story short, I was forced to travel a pathway without it once. The quicksilver took me, just as it takes everyone. A healer managed to draw most of it from me once I made it back to the Winter Palace, but I was left with a few...lasting
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Before Madra drove that sword into her pool, stilling every pool in every realm, Belikon used the pathways for supplies.
“I was born at the very beginning of the tenth age. I’ve been alive for one thousand four hundred and eighty-six years.”
Girl stop being so hard on yourself omgeeeee
“I have to say, I was expecting that to go differently,” he mused. And then I punched him square in the mouth.
She’d squawked when he’d thrown me unceremoniously down onto my bed and snarled, “Bad human,” at me.
🤨🤨🤨
“I don’t hate your kind. I’m just disappointed by how breakable you are. If I held you down and fucked you the way I’m imagining fucking you right now, I doubt that you’d survive it.”
“Go on. Pull back. I won’t stop you,” he said. “Or you could kiss me. You could kiss me. I’ll just sit here. I won’t move a muscle.”
Oh honey he’s gonna publish you bad when you get caught sneaking away
Is he going to get fisher
Are we speculating on what a fox is and does? Cause last chapter you didn’t know what a fox was
“You like calling me that, don’t you. Knock yourself out. You did lie. You lied with your body. With your mouth. You crawled up into my lap, and kissed me, and rubbed yourself all over me, and used the opportunity to take something from me.”
“I go and I try to get your brother. You help me and assist me in any way I ask you to, and you do as you’re told. You agree to this pact?” I nodded. “Yes.” “You understand that this is a blood oath? And you will be bound by this oath until death?”
Gods two things
1. TRY?!?! Wtf is that he’s not gonna bring Hayden back
2. You’re stuck with him forever now this is a blood oath
“This is not my brother, Fisher. This is Carrion fucking Swift!”
Wtf hahahaha
“You fucking tricked me!” “No,” he said bluntly. “I taught you a valuable lesson that will serve you well for the rest of your very short human life in this realm. Always pay attention to the fine print. The devil’s in the details. Now go.”
“You’re sure he’s not your brother.”
“And yet you’re coming to help me end a war, aren’t you. What more noble cause could there be? Congratulations on achieving fucking sainthood.”
“I don’t enjoy hurting people. I don’t like it at all. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t necessary. To avoid far more serious pain, sometimes we have to endure a little sting. Sometimes, some of us have to inflict it. You say it so mockingly, but I do care about your well-being. You’re important. Without you, I can’t end this war or protect my people. I have to keep you safe so I can accomplish my goals. So yes, I’ll hurt you if it means I keep you safe. I’ll force you to follow me to the ends of this realm, because that is the only way I can make sure you stay alive. Now drink your beer.”
“Oh? You had my ring, did you? Care to recount the tale of how that came to be in your possession, human?”
Rurik Daianthus—”
“I think we’ve already established that I notice when someone tries to steal my belongings.” Holy fucking gods, he was never going to let go of that.
An unfamiliar tension radiated from Fisher. He seemed to be working very hard at nonchalance.
HAHAH
For the second time since we sat down to dinner, Renfis nearly choked on his drink. He spun in his seat, giving Fisher a scandalized look that said, Really? I’m sitting right fucking here, but Fisher paid him no heed.
And if the fates consider it just, and I’ve done enough to earn a place at his side, I’ll go quietly and happily with my brother into whatever lies beyond.”
I’m going to mark you in every way imaginable, so that everyone knows you’re fucking mine.
By righteous hands, deliverance of the unrighteous dead.
YOU STOLE HIS MF HEART BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Be unrelenting and unmerciful in the face of the wicked dead,” Fisher said. Ren laid a steadying hand on my shoulder. “And if you should find soul sundered from flesh, order a drink for us at the first tavern you come across in the afterlife. We’ll settle the tab when we get there.”
“Stubborn girl,” he growled. “Don’t you dare die on my watch, Saeris Fane! Fisher will never forgive me if his sole reason for living is torn to pieces on her first fucking battlefield.”
“For fuck’s sake. This is ridiculous.” Danya rose from her chair. “I can’t spend another minute in here with scatterbrained humans. Just because they’re… pretty…”
“Did you hear that?” he said. “What?” “That smoking hot blonde said I was pretty.” “Gods alive, Carrion. Do not tell me you have a thing for Danya. She’s fucking awful.”
“Once upon a time, that was the case. Back when true mating bonds existed. Unions between true mates were blessed with marks from the Fates.
Oh honey you’re in trouble
“Without a witch,
Isn’t Saeris a witch ?
My soul was on fire, and I didn’t care if I burned for all eternity. So long as I was burning with him, then so be it.
He would be my end, this male. He would claim my better days and carry me during my worst. He would show me the meaning of ecstasy and drown me in it until I fucking died.
“Nobody will ever fuck you the way I’m about to fuck you, Saeris Fane. I’m about to introduce you to all seven gods. When you meet them, don’t forget to tell them I’m the one you worship on your knees.”
GAGGED
Ren got to his feet, letting out a long exhale. “I could kiss you, Carrion Swift.” Carrion seemed taken aback by this. And then somewhat interested. After thinking for a second, he said, “I wouldn’t be opposed. But maybe later. First, Saeris has work to do, and I plan on giving her a hand.”
Triumvirate,
“My name is Carrion Swift. But there was a time when I was known as Carrion Daianthus. Firstborn son to Rurik and Amelia Daianthus.”
