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Emotions painted the blood. Happiness. Anger. Sorrow. Lust. Each gave off its own energy. A vibration, if you will.
but my nose was sharper than most. I’d sensed her hesitation. It was like the scent of hot stone after rain.
GEE LIKE BRIMSTONE?!?
I see what you did there Ms. Hart ;)
And he could have his reasons, so long as none of them involved him harboring any sort of hope that Saeris was going to confess her undying love for him. That wasn’t happening.
Ok but why would he though? It would be a lost cause. Duh
“What do you think I’m doing?” I snarled. “I’m saving the fucking fox!” I’d left him in Cahlish. Not in Irrín. In Cahlish. On the other side of the mountain.
Awww!
And I was not about to let that little fox die.
Ok even though he’s doing it for Saeris, he can’t deny that he does actually care for Onyx at least a little bit now.
“Never doubt your powers, sweet one,” she’d told me. “Each one of them is a gift. Each one will prove exactly enough when you have need of it. Have faith in yourself. You will always be enough.”
We were of one another, bound to one another, in a way that felt strange and thrilling.
“Well, I suppose if no one else is going to say it, then I will. You look downright fuckable, Saeris Fane.”
Carrion you need to keep the inside thoughts inside.
We already discovered I was immune to the effects of both silver and iron. Perhaps it was that I wasn’t entirely one thing—neither
That’s Zovena, Kingfisher said. The sound of his deep voice in my mind startled me; I barely kept the surprise from my face. Though I’m sure you’ve figured that out by now. Tal gave you all their names. Yes, I answered. She’s Keeper of Missives.
Zovena can fuck right off before she ends up like Danya.
See the ring on her hand? The thick band of gold with the purple stone? That marks her as a Lord. All five of them have rings. They’re a source of power, gifted to them by Malcolm. Each supposedly contains the same amount of magic, though it’s rumored that Tal’s is the most powerful.
That’s Ereth, I suppose? Keeper of the Evenlight?
The other one is the Hazrax. The last of its kind. It is twice as old as anything else that draws breath in Yvelia.
When the king had asked it what it did want in exchange for its fealty to Sanasroth, the Hazrax had said that it “wanted to watch.” From that point onward, the Hazrax had become Keeper of Silence.
“The Hazrax’s magic is shrouded in mystery. No one here knows what it’s capable of… but whatever magic or power it showed to Malcolm scared him enough to allow it to stay.”
I want to know more about this Hazrax.
The old woman is Algat, Keeper of Records. She was a witch once.
In a beat, the sword was gone. I hurled her with all my might. The honed metal cut through the air, spinning end over end, arcing at the last minute and slicing straight through Ereth’s torso on a diagonal, cleaving him in two.
DAAAAAMN
Even before he’d transitioned, Tal had been able to manipulate most liquids. All liquids, in fact, apart from quicksilver. Blood was a liquid… and right now, he was boiling the blood in the high bloods’ veins.
OH SHIT WE HAVE BLOOD BENDING?!
A shock wave of power blasted through the hall, pulling at people’s clothes and causing them to shield their eyes. Saeris had delivered her own edicts. The first laws of a new monarch, passed with force. The first steps of our plan were in place. The vampires of Sanasroth had no choice but to obey.
YAAAASSS QUEEN!!!
“They fed on our magic,”
Oh noo
“We have their heads in a sack down by the river. They’re currently trying to chew their way out.”
Wtf are these things?
A beautiful dress, undeniably. I had run my hand over the soft material, something pinching tight behind my solar plexus. It would fit me perfectly. Evidently, it had been made for me. But… I’d still been wearing my fighting leathers
Lmaoooo of course you did
Because I could smell him, too. Bruised herbs. Citrus. Smoke. Leather. Pine, and cold mountain air.
Literally all my fav candle scents
A person’s true name held power. With it, a person could control the other. They could command them to do whatever they pleased.
If telling me your true name is impossible, then—” “I don’t know it,” he whispered. “I’ve never known it. We usually receive our true names on our fourteenth birthdays, and my mother—” He blinked. “Well, she died before I turned fourteen. And my father was already gone. So…”
Omggg this poor man has been alive for 1,733 years and he doesn't know his true name!?!
The snowcapped mountains, the forest, the frozen river… those places are my home. You are home.”
Swoon
“Come now, Osha. Where else would an acolyte kneel to worship but at the altar of his god?”
Aaahh!!! I would melt.
“Why were you calling my mother’s name?”
Whaaaaaat?!
Taladaius stood by the tavern’s entrance. A dark figure in a cloak stood beside him,
Ummm who is you?
“Well. The way your runes smoldered would indicate that you have access to elemental fire magic.
And fisher said she smelled like hot stone.
We're going to see some crazy magic from her!
after the damage I just witnessed, implies that you also have regenerative magic. Physical magic. Power over the body. At some point, you might be able to heal others with your abilities. Yet another thread that connects you to your Alchemist heritage.
hell was that? Something hit my arm really hard.” “It was my fist. Now shut. The fuck. Up.”
LMAOOOO
As for me? I was a sight taller than Swift. Significantly better-looking, too, but that was beside the point.
Cocky or confidence? Lolol
the vault breaker Vorath Shah hadn’t been looking at Carrion when he’d bolted. The stranger had been looking right at me.
How does he know you?
Because what was a book, if not a portal into another realm, another time, another life even.
Exactly
There was a twenty-foot hole in the side of Ammontraíeth. And I had put it there.
Fiyah powahh
“Hello, Foley. It’s been too long. I can’t tell you how good it is to see you, brother.”
Ohh shiiit family drama!
“Orillith ken mas cree, Carrion Swift,” I spat under my breath. I hadn’t cursed in Old Fae in centuries, but sinners, did the situation warrant it.
Lol but what does it mean?
I just ached for her. I wanted her here, next to me. I wanted to hold her; the fact that she wasn’t in my arms right now felt like the greatest injustice that had ever been inflicted upon me. There was no breathing my way past it.
“Are you in love with her?” He let his head drop, laughing quietly as he pulled out a chair at the table and sank down heavily in it. Stretching his legs out in front of himself, he rested his hands on his stomach, one on top of the other, and looked up to meet my gaze. “No,” he said simply. And then, immediately, “Yes?” Heat flared up inside me, making my throat close. “It’s not a simple thing, Fisher. She’s… well…” “Spectacular,” I whispered.
I fucking knew it!!!!
Idk why ppl thought it would be Taladaius from the audio preview.
No, I couldn’t blame the male for seeing what was obvious. I could only pity him that she wasn’t his and be fucking thankful that she was mine.
“Every year that I live, it seems the magnitude of my loss eclipses the last. So yes. I love Saeris Fane, because she’s electric, and fierce, and loyal, and being around her brings the world back into focus. But I’m not in love with her, Fisher. I tried. But my heart was just too full of sorrow to make room for her.”
Nissarhin.”
New name and I need to know what it means. Names have meaning Fisher. Why did you call her that?
Everlayne was in love with Taladaius once. They were betrothed. And the night before they were due to be married, Tal fled the Winter Palace, against his father’s wishes and his king’s command, and he knelt at the feet of Sanasroth’s throne.” “Willingly?” Kingfisher nodded. “But why? If he hated Malcolm and all he stood for, then why would he have done such a thing?” “Why does any male act recklessly, Saeris? He did it because he was in love with someone else. He did it for Zovena.”
THAT BITCH! BOTH OF THEM
“You see this rune here? The one that looks like an arrow bisecting a circle? This is one of the most important Alchemical symbols.”
But the stargazer didn’t move. The little bird was gone. With a pang of sadness, I slipped it into my pocket and left.
Um no. Go back in the library and tell/show the brothers what just happened. Pretty sure the paper bird was trying to warn you NOT to leave.
it normally took a week or two for a member of the Fae to need water.
And we die without it after 3 days
I had just killed forty guardians. Fifty of them. And I didn’t feel remotely bad about doing it.
Good.
“Mine is the power to put out a sun, perhaps? The power to… untether gravity?”
So the Hazrax is all powerful?
Placing both hands around Solace’s hilt, I imagined the sword becoming two. When I drew my hands apart, I knew that the god sword would be reformed, brand new, brilliant and shining. And so it was. The short swords were beautiful.
Ayo instant forging through the quicksilver now? New power unlocked.
