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“There’s a quicksilver pool at the center of this
labyrinth, Saeris. You need to find it.” “What?”
but then a look of surprise chased over his features. Malcolm rocked back on his heels, lips stained red, his chin crinkling in an odd way as he frowned down at Carrion. “You…” he said. Carrion was deathly pale, but he grinned up at Malcolm like a lunatic. “You really should have let me finish introducing myself earlier. It’s rude to interrupt people.”
“My name is Carrion Swift. But there was a time when I was known as Carrion Daianthus. Firstborn son to Rurik and Amelia Daianthus.”
No way!!! I kept wondering why he even wanted to fight with them!
“I love him,” I said. “I can’t bear for him to die.” The Kingfisherrrrr, the whisper buzzed. Yes. Your mate. I stared into the dark, feeling hopeless. “Yes,” I said. “My mate.”
She made the bond!!!
The God Bindings flared metallic blue around my wrists as if consolidating and becoming more real, somehow.
I’d said it out loud, hadn’t I? I’d acknowledged that Fisher was my mate.
I grimaced as I plucked the coin from the back of its throat and closed my
Yucky!🤢
“You’d better give me that coin, girl,” a rough voice said. It was Malcolm.
Whatever Carrion was, whatever Carrion had done, he had dealt Malcolm a tremendous blow.
“An Alchemist, after so many years. I wasn’t surprised to learn that Madra tried to kill you all off centuries ago.
It’s notoriously difficult to detect magic in half-blood Fae.
“Earth. Air. Fire. Water. Salt. Brimstone. Quicksilver. The full gamut. More power than any Alchemist I’ve ever encountered.
Wow! She is powerful!
I plunged the dagger into Malcolm’s throat, screaming through the pain in my chest.
Hold on, Saeris. I’m coming! It was Fisher’s voice. Crystal clear and perfect.
The little coin hummed happily in my hand as I held it up for him to see. “What was Belikon’s deal again? Leaves or fishes?” “Don’t!” Malcolm cried. “DON’T!”
The little coin flashed brilliantly as it spun. It didn’t matter which side it landed on anymore. Only that it landed. The ground shook when the shining silver struck the obsidian.
Yes!
Annorath mor! Annorath mor! Annorath mor! It whipped up the cries of the tortured souls, and as the wind passed by them, they turned to pillars of ash and were swept away in its howling wake.
“Only the gods are eternal,” I told him. And I cut off Malcolm’s head.
Love the line
It was Taladaius, the vampire who had held Everlayne on the bank of the Darn. “It’s okay, Saeris. You’re going to be all right.” Fisher dropped down beside him,
“You’re not going to die.” Fisher brushed my hair out of my face, his hands shaking. “I’m afraid she is,” Taladaius said solemnly. “It’ll happen soon, no matter what. The damage to her stomach and chest cavity is too great.”
What is happening???
“I’ll give her part of my soul,” Fisher said. “You can’t. You already gave too much to Lorreth. You’ll decline immediately if you try to—” “I don’t give a shit! I’ve lived plenty, Tal. She’s barely lived at all. I’m fucking giving it to her.”
“We’re running out of time,” Taladaius said. “There’s another way, and you know it.” “No,” Fisher snapped.
My beautiful, dark-haired mate swallowed thickly. Tal was second only to Malcolm in power. He hid it from the king so he wouldn’t kill him. He can turn you.
“She consents.”
electric current charging through my chest, jump-starting my heart. “Fuck!” I gasped. “Oh, gods. Fuck!” “It’s starting.” Taladaius’s grim announcement came from behind me somewhere.
didn’t need to consider my answer. Whatever the cost would be for staying with him, I would pay it. Yes, I said. As you wish. Then we call in our favor, Saeris Fane. Will you honor your word and grant us our favor?
We require an audience with you, Saeris Fane.
An audience?
I dragged myself into a sitting position and immediately spied the two young women to my right. They looked eighteen, perhaps. Nineteen. And they were identical in every way.
“Sex,” the other girl said, tilting her chin. “With that male. Our father’s champion.” “With… Fisher?”
journey to visit our Corcoran.”
They were gods? I
“How could anyone love Bal more than Mithin? Or treasure Mithin more than Bal? You’re worshipped equally by all those who know your names, my ladies.”
The suns in Zilvaren
had a feeling that it was his voice I had been speaking to for a long time now.
“Zareth. God of Chaos.”
You can say that again!
“And you are Saeris. Sister to Hayden. Daughter to no one.” He nodded to the inkwork on my hands. “Also, mate to my champion.”
“An Alchemist, at last, to reset the balance and clear the way for what is to come.”
When I focused and saw the strength of the bond that connected the two of you together, I admit I attempted to sway the fates.” “What do you mean, sway the fates?” I whispered.
He intervened!
I shifted the events around your birth. Moved the pieces on the board and placed you far away, in a realm that should never have come into contact with his.
she had seen me with sloped ears and canines like her son. It turned out she hadn’t been wrong after all. I should have been born Fae. The God of Chaos had simply interfered.
“So… you’re saying that Fisher and I are responsible for the end of the entire universe?”
But the moment where you meet, along with the moment you become mates, is a spark. The flame in the dark that draws the moth.
“You and Kingfisher fought at each other’s side, and you were God-Bound.”
“These oaths mark you as my ward. They protect both you and Fisher from the unwanted attentions of my brothers and my sister.”
If you truly accept Fisher as your mate, then you must agree for the thread of your life to be severed from the tapestry of the universe.
What does that mean??
We won’t be able to see you at all, nor will my brothers and my sister be able to interfere with timelines or events that affect you, either.
“Then this is how you save him.” “I…” What was I supposed to say?
“If you truly wish to be the master of your own life, then this is how you accomplish that goal.”
She has to say yes. That’s who she is!
“I’m not just the God of Chaos, Alchemist. I’m also the God of Change. I will it, and it is done.”
“Okay. All right. Yes. I’ll do it.”
