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“Carrion, stop talking.” Carrion stopped talking.
couldn’t. Not with Fisher missing. Nothing was allowed to be beautiful in the world without him.
Zovena looked like she was sleeping, but I had seen enough death by now to recognize its subtle hue
“The fates scorn me,” he whispered airily. “Every time I try to die, they rob me of my peace.”
“How can I consign myself to another endless dark when I’ve been given back the light?”
The former Keeper of Secrets to the Blood Court of Sanasroth smiled.
There were historians among the crowd. Someone would record this moment—the day the satyr community received the Daianthus heir—and when they documented the first thing their Forgotten King had said to them, it would be this: I really like your horns.
in honor of the name you were given at birth! Rise up and fight!
The dryad that had imprisoned me. I’d been carrying Onyx in my arms when I’d entered the shadow gate to leave Cahlish. I had inadvertently brought him here with me… and he’d never left me.
but being beheaded would sure as hell make it harder for him to call on his men and come chasing after us.
“Such blind faith?” “In her? Yes,” Fisher answered.
“Yes,” he agreed. “You are crazy. You came looking for me. You took on Belikon by yourself and you outsmarted him. And you made a costly sacrifice to save a friend,” he added. “Only a crazy person would have done all of that. But I would have made the same choices, Saeris. So I suppose we’re well suited.”
“You should have told us you were coming,” he said, with that warm, lilting accent of his. “It’s a point of pride for the people of Ajun that these gates should always open to you, brother.” Renfis.
“Since this pool was different from all the other pools, he said I wouldn’t need the relic my mother gave me,” Fisher whispered. Wait. Lorreth hadn’t said anything about this.
was Oath Bound to him. Eleven years old. He said that I was already a fully grown male in his eyes,
But personally… I’ve always called it hell.”
Well. They shouldn’t have touched you if they’d wanted to live, should they?
“Shadow magic doesn’t belong in your realm. Where did you get this power?” “The same place I got the sword,”
“Who… are you?” Crave choked. “Only… half-gods may wield shadows.” Khydan drew in a deep breath, ignoring the male’s question. “I’ve come for a dragon, as is my right. Summon our father. Tell him I’ve come to make a trade.”

