An Echo of Things to Come (The Licanius Trilogy, #2)

by James Islington

Asha swallowed. Of course. He was lying. She knew it, could tell from his tone. He’d always been a terrible liar.

Oh im gonna cry

There isn’t. His voice was quiet, calm. Certain. Asha felt tears forming in her eyes. We’ll see each other again. Wait!

The darkening blue sky outside slid away as something solid and heavy started grinding its way across the entrance to the pavilion. Within moments it had finished with a booming echo, sealing her in. Only the eerie blue light of the Tributary remained. And then that faded, too.

Im crying that was incredibly emotional

Karaliene began to sing. Wirr didn’t know the song and barely took in the words but it was a shimmering, haunting dirge. When she was done, there was silence for several seconds.

There is just no way thats karaliene

After a few more moments they turned in unspoken agreement, starting slowly down the southern road, leaving the distant pulsing blue-white light and the closer, crackling red of the blazing pyre behind them.

Well shit i didnt expect that to be the end

Davian

I expected ceaden to be the end not davian

The man—the “Keeper”—grunted,

Oh shit, the keeper was mentipned in the prologue of the first book

Stepped forward. Rammed Licanius as hard as he could into Meldier’s chest. The big man’s eyes went wide in shock and disbelief; he stumbled and then collapsed backward, the motion wrenching Licanius from Davian’s grasp. Time crashed back into Davian and he gasped, staggering from the abruptness of the shift.

Ummmmmm no SHOT

“Now you have to cut off my head.” “What?” “I can’t die, Davian. I’ll come back elsewhere. In a different body.” Caeden stared at him, expression willing him to believe. “I will come for you, but you have to trust me.” The door collapsed off its hinges and men poured into the room. With a scream of frustration and anger and confusion, Davian swung.

This is fucking awesome

The heavy thud of something dropping to the ground. Caeden’s vision cleared. The stranger’s severed head gazed sightlessly to the side, mouth agape as if still trying to utter more accusations. A few paces away his body had slumped to the ground, dark red blood fountaining in spurts from his neck. Caeden stared for a long few seconds, hands shaking, rage still gripping him. “You’re wrong.” He addressed the words to the lifeless head. “You’re wrong.”

There is NO WAY !!!!!!!!!!!!! My mouth is fully agape. there is no way I did not expect that at all i cant believe malash in the future says it was all fine and dandy! And his head was thre the first tikme they went but not the second???? What doez that mean. Holy fuck.