Gleam (The Plated Prisoner, #3)

by Raven Kennedy

It’s because of my sensitivity to his emotions, because of my many years of studying him, that I know the way his mind works.

People pleaser from all those years of trauma, fawning response

As sadness overtakes my anger, I wonder what’s wrong with me. Why couldn’t he love me? Truly love me?

Because he’s a narcissistic ass

It was Digby, and I lost him too.

I wonder if Rip can bring back Sail since he’s been basically sitting in a freezer?

“I meant what I said. I was wrong, and I’ll make it up to you, Auren. Now, come. You must be tired.”

Don’t let him lull you into a false sense of security! Gah, I feel like the lady yelling at the movie at the theater, lol

His name yanks out of me like the dagger pulled from a chest. “Sail...”

The way the author keeps dangling Sail like a carrot…makes me think he will eventually somehow come back. Maybe he had a power of resurrection?

Midas clicks his tongue. “Therein lies the problem. I was going to let you do just that, but in your current state of mind and overemotional hysterics, I simply can’t allow it.”

Nothing worse than when a man calls you hysterical. Especially when you aren’t, you just have an opinion

I see. “I’ll have some food sent up. You’ll have a clearer head in the morning after you get some rest, and then we will get to work on turning some things gold, alright?” He’s already tugging on his leash, testing to see if I’ll heel. “Okay, Midas.”

She should just escape with Rissa at this point without any gold and just turn all the pebbles on that beach on the outskirts of town into gold. Boom, problem solved, lol

Fulke might have been a fool, but when it comes to growing and supplying dew, he

I wonder how long until Midas uses Dew against Auren

So with a lot of willpower, I force myself to look away, breaking the heady connection with a tug on my ribbon.

There is some sort of ‘extra’ connection between them…mates or some bond or something. His aura is always interacting with hers and that thing he said about how he wasn’t even supposed to find her that day on the pirate ship…like it’s somehow special that he did or unexpected in a different sort of way

“My own good was stuck on a pirate ship, with an aura like a beacon that flared across the Barrens,”

Okay, okay, I’m onto something with the aura thing…

His teeth snap together, as if my uncertainty sets him on edge. “I’m saying that you are my own good. And for you, I gave you a choice, but you chose him.”

Awwww, heartbreaking 😭

he’s already looking at me. “So, still angry at me?” he asks with

I can see why he wouldn’t tell her he’s the King. Dating as a king must be a nightmare. You never know who wants you for you or for your crown

“My magic can do many things,” Kaila says cryptically. “Some people who annoy me enough with the abuse of their voice lose the privilege of having it.”

Was this what happened to the soldier with Vilitigo? Seems to obvious

Slade swaggers, but Fake Rip stalks. With booted steps striding forward, curved spikes protruding from the arms and back of his armor, he looks every bit the army commander I’ve come to know.

Maybe one of his soldiers has the ability to shape shift? Or maybe Slade can divide into two people?

Why is it that a man can make you feel like nothing, when you have given him everything?

True dat

The dining room is achingly quiet for a second until Manu demands, “Why don’t you carry me around like that?” “Because you weigh about a hundred pounds more than me,” Keon drawls. “That’s a terrible excuse.”

Omg, 😳 😄

“If he was any other soldier, his severed head would already be draining in your bathtub for you to gild.”

A a www, that’s how he had the heads gilded? Leaving them like presents in her tub? How rude

He’s never struck me before. Never.

I love how these books demonstrate a toxic and abusive is relationship in all its aspects…with the fairy tale aspect added of course. He feels he’s losing his control of her and his abuse is escalating

With one last shout torn into the air, they drag him around the side of the castle where they’ll take him to a discreet entrance into the dungeons.

Hmmmm, could this be the entrance by the back library entrance that Auren already found?

I already broke into the other locked doors in the antechamber the night after Midas hit me. I’d hoped one of them would bring me to the dungeons or a secret passage, but they didn’t.

Aww, of course it couldn’t have been that easy

I killed him—and make no mistake, Auren, I would gladly kill him for you, damn the consequences. But if I did, the truth is right there on your face. You’d resent me for it. Even if you don’t want to admit it. And isn’t that just a fucking cruel twist of it all?”

Probably not the best convo to be having with the eavesdropping Queen running around

Osrik lets out a chuckle, tongue flicking over the tiny piercing of Fourth’s twisted tree branch sigil.

Maybe Twig is the Rip look alike? He can transform / shapeshifter? It would make sense why he’d join up. Also, if the King represents the tree branch logo, Twig represents a little version of the tree branch?

For once, I leave the corset be and don’t cut or break it, but I don’t bother to do up the back either.

She makes Midas so rich and he doesn’t even bother to make sure she has properly made clothing that fits her damn ribbons