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Sea of Starlight
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“It’s going to be dangerous,” she warns.
“I know.”
“Which weapon do you favor? I’ll buy whatever you need while I’m in the city tomorrow.”
“I…I don’t necessarily favor one over another.” Rubbing the back of my neck, I laugh. “Besides, won’t we travel during the day? Will I need a weapon?”
Cassia’s eyes go wide. “Braeton, you can fight, can’t you?”
“I’m…adequate…at most things.”
She closes her eyes, groaning, and my face goes hot.
“I’ll take a sword,” I tell her.
“What type?” she asks.
“Let’s go with…sharp.”
The princess’s eyes fly open, and her lips part with horror. I laugh, bumping her shoulder with mine. “A long sword—and a shield if you can find one.”
“Oh, Braeton, I thought you were serious.” She presses a hand over her heart as she laughs. “Goodness. Can you imagine a prince who doesn’t know how to fight?”
I laugh with her even though I’m cringing on the inside. It will be all right, though. We’ll simply avoid trouble by traveling during the day.
The princess smiles at me, making my stomach knot.
For the first time in my life, I wish I’d spent less time in our library and more time in the practice yard with Gage and Kier.”
― Sea of Starlight
“I know.”
“Which weapon do you favor? I’ll buy whatever you need while I’m in the city tomorrow.”
“I…I don’t necessarily favor one over another.” Rubbing the back of my neck, I laugh. “Besides, won’t we travel during the day? Will I need a weapon?”
Cassia’s eyes go wide. “Braeton, you can fight, can’t you?”
“I’m…adequate…at most things.”
She closes her eyes, groaning, and my face goes hot.
“I’ll take a sword,” I tell her.
“What type?” she asks.
“Let’s go with…sharp.”
The princess’s eyes fly open, and her lips part with horror. I laugh, bumping her shoulder with mine. “A long sword—and a shield if you can find one.”
“Oh, Braeton, I thought you were serious.” She presses a hand over her heart as she laughs. “Goodness. Can you imagine a prince who doesn’t know how to fight?”
I laugh with her even though I’m cringing on the inside. It will be all right, though. We’ll simply avoid trouble by traveling during the day.
The princess smiles at me, making my stomach knot.
For the first time in my life, I wish I’d spent less time in our library and more time in the practice yard with Gage and Kier.”
― Sea of Starlight
“It wanted me,” she says, her tone too even. “Me alone.”
I turn her in my arms to face her. “You’re safe now.”
“I am the key.” She shakes her head. “If I deny it, there will be more and more of this...until eventually, both kingdoms will die.”
“Amalia…”
“I love you,” she says, meeting my eyes, not caring who hears her. “Rhys, I love you desperately. Whether you love me or not. But what can I do? If I’m with you, everything will be destroyed. And it will be my fault.”
“Give me time,” I whisper. “Please.”
“We don’t have time.”
“Then give me minutes,” I whisper, holding her close.
“Rhys,” she says, her voice breaking.
“I love you, Amalia. And I swear to you—I make a solemn vow—I will see us through this together.”
“You love me?” she whispers, tears once more trailing down her cheeks.
“I do.”
And then, not caring who sees, I capture her face in my hands and press my lips to hers, sealing the vow I made back in Saulette. Amalia cries against me, grasping hold of my shoulders and pulling me close.
I lean into her, swearing to myself I will make good on my promise. Her tears wet my face, but she meets me without hesitation—trusting me, as I’ve asked her to do so many times.
And dawn breaks.”
― Sea of Starlight
I turn her in my arms to face her. “You’re safe now.”
“I am the key.” She shakes her head. “If I deny it, there will be more and more of this...until eventually, both kingdoms will die.”
“Amalia…”
“I love you,” she says, meeting my eyes, not caring who hears her. “Rhys, I love you desperately. Whether you love me or not. But what can I do? If I’m with you, everything will be destroyed. And it will be my fault.”
“Give me time,” I whisper. “Please.”
“We don’t have time.”
“Then give me minutes,” I whisper, holding her close.
“Rhys,” she says, her voice breaking.
“I love you, Amalia. And I swear to you—I make a solemn vow—I will see us through this together.”
“You love me?” she whispers, tears once more trailing down her cheeks.
“I do.”
And then, not caring who sees, I capture her face in my hands and press my lips to hers, sealing the vow I made back in Saulette. Amalia cries against me, grasping hold of my shoulders and pulling me close.
I lean into her, swearing to myself I will make good on my promise. Her tears wet my face, but she meets me without hesitation—trusting me, as I’ve asked her to do so many times.
And dawn breaks.”
― Sea of Starlight
“If I say it, I usually mean it—even if I try to take it back later.”
― Sea of Starlight
― Sea of Starlight
“We reach a shelf of rock. I climb it, finding handholds in the slick, wet stone, and then turn back for Amalia.
“Tryndon will give you a boost.” I kneel and extend my hand.
She looks at the rock wall in front of her, uncertain.
“It will be fine,” I assure her. “Once I have you, just walk up the rock.”
“Forgive me, Your Highness,” Tryndon says as he sets his palms on either side of the princess’s waist. “You’re going to jump, all right?”
“Jump?” she demands.
“Like a bunny. One…two…”
“I don’t think—”
“Three.”
The timing is off, and Amalia only gives a halfhearted hop. I’m not sure her feet even leave the ground.
“All right, we’ll try again,” Tryndon says, undaunted. “Bend your knees. Pretend you’re a frog.”
I try not to think about my brother’s hands on Amalia’s waist, and I swallow back a twinge of irrational jealousy.
The princess peers at Tryndon over her shoulder. “Am I a frog or a bunny? Make up your mind.”
“You’re whichever one hops higher,” he answers solemnly. “One…two…three.”
― Sea of Starlight
“Tryndon will give you a boost.” I kneel and extend my hand.
She looks at the rock wall in front of her, uncertain.
“It will be fine,” I assure her. “Once I have you, just walk up the rock.”
“Forgive me, Your Highness,” Tryndon says as he sets his palms on either side of the princess’s waist. “You’re going to jump, all right?”
“Jump?” she demands.
“Like a bunny. One…two…”
“I don’t think—”
“Three.”
The timing is off, and Amalia only gives a halfhearted hop. I’m not sure her feet even leave the ground.
“All right, we’ll try again,” Tryndon says, undaunted. “Bend your knees. Pretend you’re a frog.”
I try not to think about my brother’s hands on Amalia’s waist, and I swallow back a twinge of irrational jealousy.
The princess peers at Tryndon over her shoulder. “Am I a frog or a bunny? Make up your mind.”
“You’re whichever one hops higher,” he answers solemnly. “One…two…three.”
― Sea of Starlight
“Tryndon opens his door, looking appropriately disheveled for two in the morning. His blond hair stands in tufts, and his eyes are half-lidded. He yawns as he rests his arm against the doorframe. “What can I do for you at this hour, captain? I assume it’s nothing urgent or you wouldn’t have bothered knocking.”
“Am I your captain?” I ask.
He narrows his tired eyes further, smirking. “In theory.”
“Good. Does that mean you trust me?”
“Surprisingly, that statement doesn't instill a lot of trust.”
“I'm going to do something that might seem like a bad idea, but I swear I know what I’m doing.” I pause and then wryly add, “In theory.”
He lifts a quizzical brow. “And…”
“I need your help.”
“All right—I’m intrigued.”
“I’m going to marry Amalia tonight. I want you to stand as our witness.”
For the first time in his life, Tryndon has been rendered speechless. My brother stares at me like he misunderstood—as if, surely, I didn’t utter the words he swears he heard.
I wait for him to come to terms with the fact that I did.
“Rhys…” he says, finally finding his voice. “You can’t.”
“I can, and I will—with you or without you. But I’d rather say my vows with my brother standing by my side.”
He shakes his head, laughing under his breath. “You’re insane. Go to bed.”
I catch the door when he begins to shut it. “I need to tell you what I learned in the forest. Will you listen?”
He narrows his eyes, studying me. Finally, he opens the door and allows me inside.”
― Sea of Starlight
“Am I your captain?” I ask.
He narrows his tired eyes further, smirking. “In theory.”
“Good. Does that mean you trust me?”
“Surprisingly, that statement doesn't instill a lot of trust.”
“I'm going to do something that might seem like a bad idea, but I swear I know what I’m doing.” I pause and then wryly add, “In theory.”
He lifts a quizzical brow. “And…”
“I need your help.”
“All right—I’m intrigued.”
“I’m going to marry Amalia tonight. I want you to stand as our witness.”
For the first time in his life, Tryndon has been rendered speechless. My brother stares at me like he misunderstood—as if, surely, I didn’t utter the words he swears he heard.
I wait for him to come to terms with the fact that I did.
“Rhys…” he says, finally finding his voice. “You can’t.”
“I can, and I will—with you or without you. But I’d rather say my vows with my brother standing by my side.”
He shakes his head, laughing under his breath. “You’re insane. Go to bed.”
I catch the door when he begins to shut it. “I need to tell you what I learned in the forest. Will you listen?”
He narrows his eyes, studying me. Finally, he opens the door and allows me inside.”
― Sea of Starlight
