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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!” I flipped the coin.
It was Taladaius, the vampire who had held Everlayne on the bank of the Darn.
He can turn you.
He is the storm. You are the peace that must come after it. Tell me, do you believe in the fates, Alchemist?
We require an audience with you, Saeris Fane.
“Zareth. God of Chaos.”
“Also, mate to my champion.”
“Here, we stand at the edge of the universe. The roots you see, growing down into the earth, into the quicksilver, are the anchors of fate.”
“So… you’re saying that Fisher and I are responsible for the end of the entire universe?”
Once you do, none of us may affect your future. 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. You’ll be on your own.”
“The best of luck to you, then, Saeris. Give Kingfisher my best.” And then he shoved me into the quicksilver.
I was born and died a hundred times. And then I saw something that shouldn’t have been. A bird.
“As far as we can tell, you’re a half-vampire, half-Fae.
All our healers are sure of is that you’re no longer human.”
“There are two kinds of forever, Alchemist. One is heaven. The other is hell. It doesn’t matter what I do. Make sure you choose your version of immortality wisely.”