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Chapter 25
Chapter 25 Standing beneath the latticework of snow-heavy trees, I took in the slumbering forest and wondered if the birds had gone quiet because of my presence. Or that of the High Lord beside me. “Freezing my ass off first thing in the morning isn’t how I intended to spend our day off,” Rhysand said, frowning at the wood. “I should take you to the Illyrian Steppes when we return—the forest there is far more interesting. And warmer.” “I have no idea where those are.” Snow crunched under… -
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Chapter 24
Chapter 24 It took hours for Elain to work her charm on the staff to swiftly pack their bags and leave, each with a purse of money to hasten the process. Mrs. Laurent, though the last to depart, promised to keep what she’d seen to herself. I didn’t know where Rhys, Cassian, and Azriel had been waiting, but when Mrs. Laurent had hauled herself into the carriage crammed with the last of the staff, heading down to the village to catch transportation to wherever they all had family, there was a knock on… -
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Chapter 23
Chapter 23 It had been a year since I had stalked through that labyrinth of snow and ice and killed a faerie with hate in my heart. My family’s emerald-roofed estate was as lovely at the end of winter as it had been in the summer. A different sort of beauty, though—the pale marble seemed warm against the stark snow piled high across the land, and bits of evergreen and holly adorned the windows, the archways, and the lampposts. The only bit of decoration, of celebration, humans bothered with. Not when… -
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Chapter 22
Chapter 22 Word still hadn’t come from the Summer Court the following morning, so Rhysand made good on his decision to bring us to the mortal realm. “What does one wear, exactly, in the human lands?” Mor said from where she sprawled across the foot of my bed. For someone who claimed to have been out drinking and dancing until the Mother knew when, she appeared unfairly perky. Cassian and Azriel, grumbling and wincing over breakfast, had looked like they’d been run over by wagons. Repeatedly. Some… -
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Chapter 21
Chapter 21 I froze, the ring now in the pocket of my jacket. She’d finished the last song—maybe she’d start another. Maybe. The spinning wheel slowed. I backed a step toward the door. Then another. Slower and slower, each rotation of the ancient wheel longer than the last. Only ten steps to the door. Five. The wheel went round, one last time, so slow I could see each of the spokes. Two. I turned for the door as she lashed out with a white hand, gripping the wheel and stopping it wholly. The door… -
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Chapter 20
Chapter 20 Rhysand winnowed us into a wood that was older, more aware, than any place I’d been. The gnarled beech trees were tightly woven together, splattered and draped so thoroughly with moss and lichen that it was nearly impossible to see the bark beneath. “Where are we?” I breathed, hardly daring to whisper. Rhys kept his hands within casual reach of his weapons. “In the heart of Prythian, there is a large, empty territory that divides the North and South. At the center of it is our sacred… -
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Chapter 19
Chapter 19 “Amren’s right,” Rhys drawled, leaning against the threshold of the townhouse sitting room. “You are like dogs, waiting for me to come home. Maybe I should buy treats.” Cassian gave him a vulgar gesture from where he lounged on the couch before the hearth, an arm slung over the back behind Mor. Though everything about his powerful, muscled body suggested someone at ease, there was a tightness in his jaw, a coiled-up energy that told me they’d been waiting here for a while. Azriel… -
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Chapter 18
Chapter 18 Amren was standing at the foot of my bed.I jolted back, slamming into the headboard, blinded by the morning light blazing in, fumbling for a weapon, anything to use—“No wonder you’re so thin if you vomit up your guts every night.” She sniffed, her lip curling. “You reek of it.”The bedroom door was shut. Rhys had said no one entered without his permission, but—She chucked something onto the bed. A little gold amulet of pearl and cloudy blue stone. “This got me out of the Prison.… -
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Chapter 17
Chapter 17 Jurian. The name clanged through me, even after we finished dinner, even after Mor and Cassian and Azriel and Amren had stopped debating and snarling about who would do what and be where while Rhys and I went to the Prison — whatever that was — tomorrow. Rhys flew me back over the city, plunging into the lights and darkness. I quickly found I much preferred ascending, and couldn’t bring myself to watch for too long without feeling my dinner rise up. Not fear—just some reaction of my… -
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Chapter 16
Chapter 16 Rhys sauntered toward the two males standing by the dining room doors, giving me the option to stay or join. One word, he’d promised, and we could go. Both of them were tall, their wings tucked in tight to powerful, muscled bodies covered in plated, dark leather that reminded me of the worn scales of some serpentine beast. Identical long swords were each strapped down the column of their spines—the blades beautiful in their simplicity. Perhaps I needn’t have bothered with the fine clothes… - Previous 1 … 117 118 119 120 Next