Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

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. Hundreds of thousands of Higher and Lesser Fae, finally allowed to pass, their pain coming to an end. Malcolm stared up at the stands in dismay. “No. This isn’t… my children. They were to be my army. You… you took them from me!” He rounded on me, but I wasn’t where he’d left me. I was on my feet, hunched and losing blood, standing right beside him. And I had Solace in my hands. “Only the gods are eternal,” I told him. And I cut off Malcolm’s head.

He’d come for me. Even with the world ending all around us, he had me. The mountain that weathers all storms, a voice said very clearly in my mind.

I punched him in the chest. “Ow! What was that for?” I shoved a finger in his face. “Because you’re an asshole. I’ve known you since I was fifteen!” He shook his head, hands palm up in the air. “And? I’ve known you since I was a thousand and eighty-six. Do I win a prize?” “You didn’t tell me that you were heir to a fucking Fae throne!” “Well, it’s hardly something you just tell people, Fane. And anyway, my grandmother made me promise not to.”

“Human, Fae, or vampire. It doesn’t matter how long you live, Saeris; you will always be most sacred to me.”