Uncrowned (Cradle, #7)

by Will Wight

“Like an arrow that missed my neck,” Yerin muttered. “My master almost married her.”

[Try not to panic, but you are now sharing a sealed basement with a man who could destroy this whole city. I recommend deep breaths.]

Lindon thought of training as his hobby, but he searched for a more appropriate answer. “I used to work in a library.”

Some people work out as a hobby. I don't see the problem with why Lindon's hobby is weird

“I enjoy research. Searching through volumes of information and pulling out just the pieces you need, then putting them together.” He shrugged, self-conscious. “It doesn’t sound fun when I say it like that, but that’s what came to mind.”

Lindon. The Hermione of Cradle.

“Well,” she said with a sigh, “there’s one easy answer: make it to Monarch. Then you can spend all the time you want on romance and no one can say anything. Just ask my mother.”

How many children does Malice have again?

She stared at him quietly for a long moment, which gave him enough time to realize what he’d said. He had essentially asked her if she wanted to build a home with him.

This is so funny but also sweet. The next part where the Ninecloud Soul asked Yerin if she's being coerced or not really cracked me up though.

One hour. If Lindon put a dragon's breath through Pride's back, he wouldn't have to deal with him for an entire hour.

[His mother is definitely watching us,] Dross noted. [We'll have to be very sneaky when we stab him in the back.]

In hindsight after reading Wintersteel, I guess Dross has been plotting Pride's assassination for a while.

Northstrider's golden eyes flicked between them before settling on Lindon. “Your opponent asked for his last words to be delivered to you.” Lindon felt a pang in his heart. Last words. So Naian had expected what happened to him. “He said, ‘The dragon advances.’”

*clutches heart*

The girl had taken Adama's Remnant. He had given up his life for hers.

The one-eyed purple spirit appeared above his palm, blinking in the light. [Hey! I was watching your embarrassing memories!] “Can you simulate something for Yerin?” Lindon would have to ask about the embarrassing memories later.

Lol. Wondering if that's what Dross always does when Lindon doesn't need him?

“Oh, you wiped out the Rising Earth sect?” Fury’s tone was light, even conversational. “I see, I see.” Fury dropped the boulder and pulled his hands back behind him, gathering energy between his palms. “KAAAAAAAAA…” he shouted. Blue light grew brighter and brighter between his hands. “MEEEEEEEEE…” The light was blinding, and Lindon could sense the spiritual pressure. Whatever Striker technique he was about to release, it could obliterate the whole city. “HAAAAAAAA…” A Forged box of rainbow light dropped around Fury, so dense that Lindon couldn’t see through it. “Enough of that!” the Ninecloud Soul said nervously. “You want us to get sued?”

This is one of my top 3 bloopers.