Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

Everlayne was nearly fifteen hundred years old.

“One thousand seven hundred and thirty-three,” came a deep voice.

The corners of Fisher’s mouth twitched when I slammed down my plate and fork on the table to his right. I dared him to breathe a word about it as I sat down next to him.

You can’t kill any of us with a mere blade. We are the Triumvirate, Dog. Three crowns sharing one source. To kill one of us, you must kill us all, and that is no easy task.”