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Chapter 99: Grace: Too Young For This “The Great One. Isabeau. She’s who’s after us.” Ron’s words come out flat and even, like he isn’t talking about the scariest person…
Chapter 99: Grace: Too Young For This “The Great One. Isabeau. She’s who’s after us.” Ron’s words come out flat and even, like he isn’t talking about the scariest person…
CAINE Something about these children sets my senses on edge. I watch the kid closely as he speaks about the small sleeping forms in the alcove. His body language shifts…
Chapter 97: Grace: One Tiny Fist My back aches against the cave wall, but I don’t dare move. Bun’s warm weight anchors me where I am, her slight body rising…
Chapter 96: Lyre: Weight of Life (II) LYRE My magic curls out like tendrils, brushing against the walls of the chamber, tasting the carnage. I’m too late. The walls tremble….
Chapter 95: Lyre: Weight of Life (I) LYRE “Keep up or get left behind,” I call over my shoulder, not bothering to slow my pace. “Consider it motivation to avoid…
Chapter 94: Grace: Choice His face—ah, his face. It’s like watching a fortress wall crack in real time. Something vulnerable and raw flashes behind those storm-gray eyes before his expression…
Chapter 93: Grace: With Me The way he phrases it makes my soul want to simultaneously crawl into his lap and drop kisses all over his face, and run screaming…
Chapter 92: Grace: Awkward Space My body reacts before my brain even notices. I scramble backward like an awkward human crab, making it a foot away before my right wrist…
Chapter 91: Grace: Conflict Resolution “Good night, Bun,” I whisper, tucking the blanket around the toddler’s tiny shoulders. Her eyelids droop, but she still fights sleep like it’s her…
Chapter 90: Grace: Sanguimancers Lyre’s voice cuts through his explanation, and she groans. Loudly. Rubbing at her forehead as she looks at the ceiling, her other hand propped onto her…