Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

“Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.”

There were memories that could be put into words, even if it felt like dying to give them light and air. And then there were those that couldn’t.

“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.”