The Torch that Ignites the Stars (Arcane Ascension, #3)

by Andrew Rowe

And, perhaps more importantly, I was beginning to sense a pattern of things going wrong any time I started to get comfortable.

When we first got on the train, one of my major goals was to figure out my priorities.

“It’s not a scheme, exactly. I don’t scheme...wait, do I? Is that how I come across?” “Maybe a little.”

As someone who has been accused of not listening to conversations on a number of occasions, I tried not to be too offended by that.

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“I’m going to go ahead and flee from this conversation now. Have a good day, Keras.” Keras laughed.

At least he’s honest

“Okay. It’s been a long couple weeks of not doing anything, and I’m going out on the town. You’re not coming, because you hate people.” It was not a question. She was correct.

Modifying it after it’s already in the body is…risky. It’s possible, but the side effects…” He shook his head. “I wouldn’t try it.” I definitely planned to try it.

I suspect they tried to find someone I’d naturally be inclined to trust.” “So, you’re saying he’s cute, then?” I let out an exasperated sigh.

My trouble begins as soon as other people are involved.

“Corin! S’good to see you!” Mara smiled as we came through the door. “Hug or no hug?” “I’ll pass, but thank you for asking.” I gave her my best grin in return.

“I don’t need to talk.” I said a little too fast to be convincing. “What I need is to get moving. To get that token. To help you, to help Tristan. The only way to lower my burden is to succeed.” “Corin…that’s not a healthy way to live.” I gave her a sad smile. “What other choice do I have?”

“Or, you know, maybe a bunch of modestly trained teenagers should avoid getting too heavily involved in international politics.”

For once, Sera and I were perfectly in sync as we covered our faces with our hands in abject disbelief.

“I’ve never liked squid.” If there was some squid-related story that gave rise to that encounter, not one of us had the courage to ask.

“We are not splitting the party in the creepy ghost house. Have you ever read any ghost story ever?” Sera rolled her eyes. “It’s more efficient.” “Sure, and dying is the most efficient way to end an adventure. That doesn’t mean it’s the best way.”

It wasn’t about protecting my family’s honor. Honestly, I had trouble paying attention to that even under the best circumstances.

This man was no Derek Hartigan. He wasn’t even close to a Keras Selyrian. He wasn’t even a Magnus Cadence.

“I realize you have difficulty imagining how actual people feel about things, dear brother, but try to be creative.” “Right. Well, my assessment as an emotionless automaton is that you could try to be more direct. Trying to turn everything into a jab at me is inefficient.”

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Meltlake broke her silence to laugh. “Oh, Corin. You don’t think small, do you?” “Never.” I gave her a side-eyed look. “Did you?” “Fair point.” She grinned.

“Dangerous things, questions,” Warren Constantine mused to no one in particular. “Almost as dangerous as answers.”

A frigid breeze danced across my skin, but I barely noticed. I only had eyes for the stars.