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Only two possible paths lay before Everlayne. If Malcolm permits her to drink from him, and she actually does it, then she’ll return and become something like Malcolm’s Lords. If she refuses to drink from Malcolm, or he refuses his blood to her, then she’ll die and return as a feeder.”
Giving me a very tired, very sad smile, he said, “I give you my blood in thanks, Saeris Fane.”
He said her whole name omg
“That seat is reserved for the lady of the house, you stupid girl. Etiquette dictates that only Fisher’s wife is permitted to sit there. It’s a position of high honor meant for a Fae female born into one of the old houses, and you’re just sprawled out there like you own the damn seat. It’s offensive that he even lets a human sit at the same table as him.
DAMN HE LETTING HER SIT THERE DOE
“And?” Ren dumped everything he was carrying down onto the ground with a snarl. “She’s honorable and brave, not to mention the most powerful Alchemist ever documented. She disarmed you in half a fucking second if you recall. Who the fuck are you to say she and Fisher don’t belong together?”
Ren stands ten toes DOWNN for her
“But then I realized that it was you. He didn’t want me smelling like you.”
Hehehe
Yes, a good secret. Very good. You want to stay. You want to save him. You must. You must.
But what did you mean about saving Fisher? I pressed. He’s safe here. Why does he need saving? The ring said nothing. Nothing at all.
Ominous af
I am still happily mated and married, Carrion Swift. And my husband isn’t the type to share.” “Is he handsome?” Carrion arched his eyebrow suggestively. “I do love a husband-and-wife team. Maybe he’ll let me join you both if he…”
HES SHAMELESSSSSSS
“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. That’s where the tradition of inking our hands originated from. But there’s no such thing as true mates anymore. When the gods left Yvelia, certain elements of our magic either died or waned over time. The god swords, for example. They were very slowly cut off from the source of the magic they channeled. Our ability to form mating bonds also died out over thousands of years, until it disappeared altogether.”
BUT BUT BUT…HER AND FISHER…are true mates.
“Oh, no. Definitely not. You only see that kind of thing in storybooks,” Te Léna scoffed. “They called it a God Binding. A blessing from the gods
“The lovers in those stories always suffered terribly. One of them always died. They were beautiful tales, but they ended with heartbreak.”
Damn which one of thems gonna die
“Weakness. Vulnerability.” “I am not weak, Fisher! I’m not like those butterflies, pathetic, hatching and dying in the cold—” “Not you! Me!” He thumped himself in his chest, suddenly furious. “My weakness! My vulnerability! I’ve known for centuries that you were coming. That you were just going to show up one day and change everything. You’re the chink in my armor, Saeris. The soft spot where the knife slides in. You are the thing that Malcolm will hurt in order to hurt me, and I couldn’t… couldn’t fucking bear it!”
HE KNEW ALL ALONG -
“The Oshellith hatch once in most Fae lifetimes. Up north, in the wastelands, far beyond Ajun Sky, where the dragons used to live. The air’s so cold there that it’ll freeze in your lungs if you breathe it in without a mask. No life exists there for long. But once in a thousand years, the howling winds drop, signaling the coming of the Oshellith.
She's one of a kind :(((((
It can take up to twelve hours for them to break out of those cocoons. But when they do…” Kingfisher swallowed, shaking his head. “It’s the most beautiful thing a person can experience in this lifetime. They glow blue and pink and silver, with an ethereal light. They have music, though no one knows how. A sweet, soft song that’s capable of healing.
Protecting them while they live is considered a sacred rite that many die in order to perform. That’s what Oshellith means in Old Fae, Saeris. Most Sacred.”
Omg :((((
“All names hold power in this place. Every name means something. We have true names that we don’t share with anyone. Not our friends. Not our families. Our mothers are often the only people who actually know it. And even a mother might use her child’s name to her own advantage in the pursuit of power. This place—it’s fucked, okay. And you show up, and you have one fucking name, and everybody knows it. And I couldn’t say it because I was scared. Of what it would do to me when I did. It would be like acknowledging you were here after all this time. So I called you Osha instead. But it meant
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Y am i emo over this
that from the very start.” Kingfisher nodded slowly, eyes shining bright. “Most sacred,” he repeated, whispering the words.
The name he gave me, the name I hated, was a declaration of what I meant to him even then.
“How did you know? That I was coming? You said that you knew.” Fisher set his jaw. “I was told. A long time ago. By my mother. She was an oracle.
HIS MOTHER TOLD HIM AB HER
“She said, when I needed you most, you’d come blazing into my life like a meteorite, riding on a wave of chaos that would turn my whole world upside down. That you’d shine so brilliantly that you’d light up hell itself and guide me out of the darkness. She had no idea what your name would be. Just that you’d have dark hair, and a beautiful smile. And that I’d love you with a fierceness despite myself.”
THIS FEELS LIKE CHAPTER 54
“She said she felt like she knew you. That you and she were friends, even though a thousand years stood between you. She… she drew you.” Fisher’s voice grew tighter as he fought to speak. Balancing on the edge of tears, he forced himself to laugh instead of cry. “And she captured you almost perfectly, too.”
So I decided to be awful to you, so you’d fucking hate me and want nothing to do with me.”
But when I found you lying in that pool of blood, I felt it, like a band snapping into place.
Ok she obv got her inspo from acotar
“Historically, Marks like that come at a cost. They’re the kind of Marks that people will want to write stories about. And not happy ones.”
Ughhhhhhhhhhh
I decide what my future is going to be.”
Period
Because I don’t just throw my hands up and accept defeat when things get hard. I’m honestly shocked to learn that you do.”
TELL HIM
“Urgh. He would not try and fuck a witch.” “No, he’s right,” Carrion said with a sigh. “I would. Y’know. Just to say that I’d done it.”
Lmfao hes a pisser
“You really think I’m going to let you sleep out here again?” he asked. “I didn’t know if you’d want me in your bed,” I told him. “If it were up to me, we wouldn’t spend another night without each other again.”
Aw
You did this for me? It felt wrong to speak out loud. I didn’t want my voice to ruin the illusion he’d created for us, so I asked him in my mind. Yes, he answered simply. And for me, too. I am selfish, Saeris. I wanted something quiet and small and special for the both of us. Something we could keep.
Make me forget that I’ve ever suffered, I commanded. Make me forget that I will again.
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.
When I get you out of these clothes, you’re in trouble, he snarled in my head. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week.
Whens it my turn
Your scent drives me crazy, Fisher rumbled. You’re like a fucking drug. You light me up.
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.
Please, Fisher. Gods, I want you. His low, rumbling chuckle skimming over the surface of my mind was pure sin. You’ve got me, Little Osha. And I’ve got you.
“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.”
JAW, AGAPE. PUSSY, WET.
thought you were hiding these from me,” I said. “Maybe I was. But I’ll be damned all the way to hell and back if you use that sweet mouth on me and I don’t get to watch.”
Booooow booww bow bow
When his eyes met mine again, they were full of fire. “And, anyway. I’m not afraid of them, Little Osha. Are you?”
“Gods alive, you’re so pretty with your mouth wrapped around me like that.”
BARK BARK BARK
“Tell me to fuck you, Saeris,” he ground out. “Tell me that you want this.”
FUCK ME INSTEAD
“That’s all I needed to hear.”
BOOOMSHAKALAKAAA
“Didn’t think I’d be done with you that easily, did you?”
ROUNDS BABY ROUNDS
“Wings. Really beautiful wings. They have the same metallic sheen as this,” I said, holding up the layered, complicated rune on my right hand.
There were moments that were gifts, meant to be cherished only for as long as you could remember them.
“What does it mean?” I asked quietly, gesturing to his neck. “Why did you get new tattoos this time?” We had spent a long time between rounds three and four, thoroughly investigating my body, and had confirmed that I hadn’t developed any new artwork. Fisher shrugged noncommittally, lying down on the rug.
“You did… what?” “I accepted the bond. Earlier. When I was inside you. When my soul was wrapped around yours.”
“I’ll be grateful for every second that I can say that I belong to you, Saeris Fane. Eighty years or eighteen hours. It doesn’t matter to me. It’ll still be the highest honor of my life.
“I’m in love with you, Saeris Fane,” he whispered quietly into my hair. “And I’m already half-mad, anyway. What’s a little complicated thrown into the mix?” “I—” “Please, for the love of the gods, don’t say anything. Just let me have my fantasy. Just for tonight.”
“When we were here last time, you said that the people of Ballard had something you needed. But you never got it,” I whispered. Fisher gently kissed my forehead, and all around us, the flickering candle flames started to blink out. “Yes, I did,” he said. I barely heard his next words as I drifted away. “I came for a little hope.”
I’ve never been one to trust in the gods, but I choose to believe that all things come from the same place when life begins.
