A Clash of Three Courts (An Heir Comes to Rise, #4)

by C.C. Peñaranda

The solar eclipse was underway, an event that would be marked in history.

Her heart raced as if she needed to stop it, stop something, but it was as if the eclipse were shuddering through her with dark laughter.

Death. All she could think of was death.

As she weaved through the crowd there was only one name, one person, who flashed to the forefront of her mind. A dear friend. An impossible human. And she couldn’t be sure why she suddenly feared so deeply for Faythe.

I want you to know that I would go to war for you. Because you are Fenstead, but you are also High Farrow. And no matter what you choose, I am yours. Even if you cannot be mine.”

“You are my life, Tauria. There won’t be a realm or time that exists where I won’t love you. As eternal as the moon, remember?”