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No more training, no more jobs. No more blood magic to blind, kill, or enforce obedience. No more wondering if breakfast is poisoned because Adder is testing his antidotes.
Julien picked the colors seven years ago, based on what he thought looked cool and dangerous. Nobody should let sixteen-year-old boys pick anything.
“Cosette Pellerin has very attractive brothers. And cousins. And that one uncle.” “You didn’t.” “I didn’t,” Julien assures him. Audric doesn’t need to know how close he got to bedding old Armand Pellerin last winter.
Julien is supposed to be balls-deep in diplomacy with Loras Frenn right now. Not learning about fellcats and leering inappropriately at an innocent guard recruit.
Deep breath, Jules. What would Audric do? Audric wouldn’t take recreational aphrodisiacs in the first place, so that’s not much help.
Fellcats are civilized, but there’s only so much willpower between itchy claws and ornate furniture.
Julien stands by his earlier assessment—Will is adorable.
“You can talk to animals, you’re a Draskoran spy, you’re off-puttingly quiet, and you’re a very nice young man.
How contradicting
It’s one of the kindest things anyone has ever said to Whisper—and the most painful. Julien has no idea he’s comforting his murderer.
“I made this difficult for you.” Whisper shudders. “If you apologize for me trying to kill you, I’m going to start crying.”
It’s sweet of him to want to take Gaspard on himself, but Julien is tired of fighting his enemies indirectly. This is getting personal.
His fourteen years in the Kennel are over, and his heart is his own.
“Come on, I handled it great. You wouldn’t have seduced anyone, so you’d probably be dead. Meanwhile, by fucking my assassin, I neutralized the threat, uncovered a conspiracy against the realm, strengthened the border, and found the love of my life.” Sipping his whiskey, Julien contemplates Audric’s expression. “Plus, the sex is amazing.”
“Jules, let’s talk in private later?” “We can talk now,” Julien says. “Whatever you need to tell me, he can hear it. I’ll just tell him later anyway. Unless your love life has been blooming too?” Audric rolls his eyes. “Didn’t think so.” Julien points.
