Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

“Then, have you thought about just asking it to meld with the pure silver?” “Psshhh! Don’t… don’t be ridiculous. Of course I haven’t!” “Why not?” “That’d be too simple, Carrion. I can’t just ask it to become a relic.” “Seems to me that if you can ask it to be a liquid or a solid, you could ask it to be all kinds of things,” he said, popping the collar of his coat. I glared at him, my annoyance levels rising fast. Not Carrion Swift. He would not be the reason why I figured out how to accomplish this task. He’d never let me live it down. It was infuriating that I hadn’t considered this for myself, though. “Are you gonna try it?” he asked, standing up a little straighter. “Can I watch?” Gods, this was going to be awful. “I can’t try again to make a relic. I haven’t refined the silver yet. I was taking a moment to do this.” To sulk. “But… there’s a way to half-test the theory,” I said. “And yes, you can come and watch. But only if you promise to keep your mouth shut and not get in the way.”