An Heir Comes to Rise (An Heir Comes to Rise, #1)

by C.C. Peñaranda

The heir of souls will rise again, Their fate lies in her palms. With rings of gold and will of mind, She’ll save the lives of men.

“You will have to return something that was once stolen from here,” it said. “It dwells now within the palace of High Farrow. The Light Temple ruin.”

“I shall see you again soon, Heir of Marvellas.”

As if sensing it, Nik’s rough fingers curled tenderly under her chin, and he gently guided her head up to meet his eye. “This is not your fault, Faythe. It was spiteful, vengeful human men who have nothing else to live for. You won against them, fair and square,” he said fiercely. “And you put on quite an impressive show, by the way.” He gave her a weak smile in an attempt to lift her spirits, and damn him, she could love him for trying.

“Screw the damn consequences.” She pushed up on her toes, hands going to the back of his neck. Then his mouth met hers, and the stars awoke, chasing away the darkness that had started to engulf her.

Knowing she could make him happy—it might just be her salvation.

They would figure it out, keep it secret to whatever end if they had to, and only meet in here or the woods if necessary, because any time she could get with him would be better than nothing at all.

“The blacksmith kindly offered the stone with no charge. Called it The Looking Glass—some ancient stone that’s supposed to bring good fortune and all that.”

“Because it is what you are, golden-eyed child. Your power is what the land has been waiting for.”

“Those with abilities of the mind among the fae are bloodline-blessed by Marvellas, the Spirit of Souls, from her time as a Spirit of your world. When she joined you, her direct human descendants also inherited powerful forms of her gift,”

“She knew of a prophecy—that one conceived from both a bloodline-blessed and direct descendant of Marvellas would hold enough power in their blood to wield the Tripartite Ruin and rid Ungardia of the evil that grows. She came to me when she learned of your conception.”

You have already befriended knowledge, courage, and wisdom… Resilience, strength, light, and darkness will find you soon, and together with your power, you will see the world righted.”

Do not be fearful, Faythe, and be wary of colorless eyes.”