A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)

by C.C. Peñaranda

“Remember who you are, Maverick. Remember what we are. Want is not a luxury we can afford. We had a moment of fantasy, that is all. This?” She cast out a hand to the cruel world around them. “This is reality. And we are the monsters who don’t get the happy ending even if we want it.”

It was just her luck that she had been sent to retrieve a human with a complete disregard for her own life. Not killing her was a struggle, but it seemed keeping Faythe from killing herself was even more so.

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Zaiana stood confidently. She was the storm against the rolling clouds; the thunder in the silent air. She was darkness triumphant. She wouldn’t go out standing idle.

“So much conflict. You love so passionately but hate so precisely. You fear so truly but have a bravery so rare.”

Right until the last breath exhaled from her body and darkness opened its arms to catch her as she fell…she held those sapphires with a promise. Faythe would always, in every realm and every time, find her way home to them.

“We don’t have much longer. It was I who caught your soul before it could cast on to the next realm, but it is not without your mate’s tether that you are both here…and there. Though be aware, even the strongest of bindings can be broken.”

“Power answers power. You are a child of the Spirits, Faythe. The general may believe he has met others like himself before, with the gift he harbors, but he is misled. He is not simply a Mindseer, as such an ability is only used to diminish another’s power. No other can take. Reylan Arrowood has strong bloodline blessings from all three Spirits. He is a powerful rarity none of us could have predicted.”

“You are two parts of the same sword. A blade without a hilt cannot be wielded. A hilt without a blade is forgotten potential. With the weapon you could become, together, you could change the world.”

You must never lose sight of your golden heart, as power can inspire the allurement to darkness even in the purest of souls.”

“You live, and you fight, for the world of the dreamer.”