Chapter no 43
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE Ridoc listens to the shortest possible version of the story before the others land, and I promise to tell him everything if he can just wait until we get some privacy as Mira dismounts. “We have to tell them about the irids first,” I finish in a hurried plea. His mouth tenses and […]
Chapter no 54
CHAPTER 54 Jurian was not my enemy. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. Even as Rhys and I both looked. I didn’t linger for long. The pain and guilt and rage, what he had seen and endured … But Jurian spoke true. Laid himself bare to us. He knew the spot they planned to […]
Chapter no 42
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO Handed me what? I blink in confusion. Ridoc glances my way, and I shake my head with a shrug. I haven’t manifested a second signet from Andarna. “You have weaponized your magic, even your tail,” the tallest irid continues. “You’ve become the very thing we abhor, the horror we fled from.” He did […]
Chapter no 53
CHAPTER 53 Jurian held up his tanned hands, new calluses dotting his palms and fingers. New—for the remade body he’d had to train to handle weapons these months. “I came alone,” Jurian said. “You can stop snarling.” Elain began shaking—either at the truth revealed, or the memories that pelted her, pelted Nesta, at the sight […]
Chapter no 41
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE What in the actual fuck. I draw back and stare at the irid, the knife loose in my grip. Dragons don’t speak to humans they’re not bonded to, yet that deep, gruff voice definitely does not belong to Tairn. “What is going—” Ridoc starts, coming up behind me. “Oh shit.” Half the […]
Chapter no 52
CHAPTER 52 We waited outside the gates while a guard mounted a horse and galloped down the long, dusty road to the fortress itself. A second curtain wall lay around the bulky building. With our Fae sight, we could see as those gates opened, then another pair. “How did you even meet him,” I murmured […]
Chapter no 40
CHAPTER FORTY We fly northwest at dawn. Aotrom clutches Trager’s body in his foreclaw. Tairn carries Sila. The ocean turns the blackest shade of blue I’ve ever seen as we soar over deep waters, leaving the safety of the trade routes and the major isles behind in hopes the map has been drawn correctly. When […]
Chapter no 51
CHAPTER 51 Even at the height of summer, the Illyrian mountain-camp was damp. Brisk. There were some truly lovely days, Rhys assured me when I scowled as we winnowed in, but cooler weather was better anyway, when an army was involved. Heat made tempers rise. Especially when it was too hot to sleep comfortably. And […]
Chapter no 39
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE No. No. NO. I stare down at Trager’s unseeing eyes as Ridoc and I lower him to his back, and a muffled sound comes from the left. Ridoc’s chest heaves and his fingers tremble as he presses them to the side of Trager’s throat. He looks over at me and shakes his head, […]
Chapter no 50
CHAPTER 50 There was no priestess waiting to lead us into the black pit at the heart of the library. And Amren, for once, kept quiet. We reached that bottom level, that impenetrable dark, our steps the only sound. “I want to talk to you,” I said into the blackness beckoning beyond the end of […]