The Confectioner Chronicles (The Confectioner Chronicles, #0.5-3)

by Claire Luana

“Speak for yourself. I am very handy with a crab pot. I actually intend to catch us some. We can take them back to the Guildhall and Olivia can have the cuisiniers cook them up.” Hale licked his lips. “With garlic and melted butter…” He moaned and rolled his eyes back in his head. “Do you need me to leave you alone with the crab?”

i think you need to leave him alone with the crab no seriously, leave him alone with the crab.

“Hiding it would be more suspicious if anyone sees us,” Hale said. “As of right now, we’re just a couple on holiday taking a stroll on the beach.” “The private beach. On a private island.” “Maybe we’re a daring couple. Danger turns us on.”

i REALLY hope danger does not turn you on

“Eat,” he said. “I’m going to get the king’s chief advisor, Sim Daemastra.” Hale stiffened at this, his hand frozen in the act of popping a grape in his mouth. Sim Daemastra was here? It didn’t surprise him, but somehow, he had still harbored some futile hope that he wouldn’t have to see the man. “You know him,” Marius said.

yeah he's the creepy bastard that wants something with his mum

“Marina, why by the Beekeeper’s pointy ass do you give a damn?”

that's my new favourite insult. tysm world for bringing the beekeepers pointy ass upon me

Every time she saw a new side of Sable, it only deepened her respect for the woman. No wonder Hale was in love with her. Wren thought she might be half in love with her too.

oh uh ew. no wren. no. stick with lucas.

Her fingers gripped his wrist, her knuckles white. “I won’t risk you.”

awwwwwwwww, sable loves hale backkkk

Hale brought a finger up and tilted her chin back towards him before kissing her. Sable twined her fingers in Hale’s hair and pulled him to her with such force that Wren looked away to give them privacy. It seemed Sable had made her choice.

yeah i would've ran away to give them privacy

With a roar, he vaulted—literally vaulted—over the balcony railing and crashed onto a soldier below. “I didn’t expect…that,” Sable said, her eyes wide.

you never do

Sable retrieved a vial from between her breasts, handing it to Wren. “Go fetch your prince. We’ll need all the help we can get if we are to pull this one out of the fire.”

does every woman in this book stash things in the wrong spot? im surprised hale didn't pop out and say "lucky vial" 🙄

His calloused hands roamed over her breasts, gathering their small forms in strong fingers. She let out a little moan and reached for the button of his pants.

TOO MUCH TOOOOOO MUCH. PLEASE, SPARE ME THE POUNDING and here my dumb ahh thought that they were going to sit down and have a nice little talk with tea and everything. clearly not. and this isn't even the end of it

Lucas was real.

huh. i didn't notice. lucas, he's real? oh my god, he IS!

Hale twisted the man’s wrist until it broke and the Black Guard dropped his knife with a garbled curse of pain. Hale seized the weapon and plunged it into the man’s eye socket, then throat, then chest. The guard convulsed beneath him, trying to get his hands up to fend off his attacker, but he was as powerless as a child. He bucked beneath Hale, his death bellows resounding like music in Hale’s ears.

this is what we call, overkill if this is what love looks like, uh, i don't really think i want that much of it

“You are a daughter of Magnus, strong as the sea. Stay with me. One day we will laugh about this day, with the skies above us, the seas below. Stay with me and we’ll run from this place. You’ll be free. I promise.”

*sob sob* no actually this is so sad

“When I saw you… that first time. You were the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.” Hale’s heart twisted painfully as she recited back to him the words he had said to her. “I am very handsome,” he murmured, stroking her brow, tears falling from his nose into her hair.

even when the love of his life is dying, his ego still drags him down

“I love you too, Aiyani Sable. We’re going to have years together,” he said. “Babies. Can you imagine? So many babies.”

i don't think that makes her feel better. if anything, it probably gave her a heart attack that you want to have lots of babies with her

Our spirits become something more. The wind, the water. The whales. I think I’d like to be a whale.” Hale shook his head. “You’re not going to die.” “Hale.” She smiled sadly at him, lifting her hand to cup his cheek. A sob broke from his lips. “I’ll follow you,” he said. “I’d make a good whale.”

if you turned into a whale, the weight of your ego can finally take its true form

Together, their tears bathed Sable’s body, a final baptism of love and friendship and sorrow.

your body is supposed to be 60% water, and they just cried 20% of it away. what in the world do you mean they cried her a baptism

She flipped the pages, and there was more. Trick, Trick, the pages were filled with Trick, every possible combination of poses and angles, as if Thom had been performing a study of Trick, watching him as a hunter watches his prey. No. She realized. As an admirer watches his beloved. She closed the book with a sad smile and jumped to find Thom standing just steps away, holding two plates piled with food. “So now you know my dirty secret,” he said, his voice flat—cautious.

HAHAHAHhahah....? WAIT WAT. THOMS GAY WOAH WHAT. WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WHY HOW WHAT DID I MISS. wait someone pls tell me if hes gay, like what

“She’s in love with one of them,” Hale said, his voice monotone.

that not funny hale this is the part where i absolutely with all of my heart hate hale. i hate him. ok so what your gf just died and you're in mourning that does not mean you can insult lucas or wren. you uptight son of an asshole, you really did not need to destroy the entire world just to avenge sable.

After all, she realized, she was not the only one in this tent who cared deeply for an Imbris.

ah so it is true. I DIBS CALLING THOM OUT FOR LOVING TRICK

“Let me out, you blond bastards!” she shouted. The guard rolled his eyes. “Bitch hasn’t shut up. I’ve half a mind to go knock her out, get a little peace and quiet.”

btch

Hale winced inside at that but kept his face impassive. He deserved their resentment, their scorn. It was just another price he would have to pay for avenging Sable. And no price was too high.

AND NO PRICE IS TOO HIGH BTCH I COULD WRITE A WHOLE ESSAY ABT HOW MUCH I HATE YOU RN LIKE OH MY FCKING DAYS OK SO WHAT SHE GOT KILLED BY SOMEONE, BUT YOU ALSO KILLED SOMEONE FOR HER, SO WHATEVER OK DROP IT. YOU REALLY DO NOT NEED TO DESTROY YOUR HOME AND SABLES HOME AND EVERYONES HOMES FOR YOUR OWN SELFISH FCKING REASONS

Go to Nova Navis, or across the mountains to Ferwald. Centu. Live. What we had here…it’s gone.” Wren’s lip quivered. “And what about everyone I love? What about you, Hale?” Hale stood, tossing her the rucksack. “I’m already gone, too.”

yeah hes away with sable "hey hale have you seen sable" "yeah sable went to the heavens, she'll be back next week- NOW STOP TALKING ABT HER"