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And you're going to teach us how to defeat you?" Aaric asks from behind us. A corner of Xaden's mouth slowly curves upward. "I can teach you to try, but there's only one person capable of taking me down one day, and it isn't you, Graycastle.
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And you’re going to teach us how to defeat you?” Aaric asks from behind us. A corner of Xaden’s mouth slowly curves upward. “I can teach you to try, but there’s only one person capable of taking me down one day, and it isn’t you, Graycastle.
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I think our boy is losing this one,” Aaric whispers. “He’s good, but he’s no Riorson.
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Hard to access like we need Aaric and a midnight mission?” Sawyer asks, and Ridoc translates. “Hard to access like we need Dain to betray his father.” Which is highly unlikely.
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Wait. Strike in the darkness. That’s what Aaric’s note said…
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Wait. Strike in the darkness. That’s what Aaric’s note said… Like he knew this would happen.
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So do you carry news? Or were you just gathered to hear Violet’s speech?” His attention jumps from person to person, no doubt cataloging the tiniest details of every shift in expression as he’s been raised to do. He’s always been the most observant of his brothers. “She was quite moving.” “We heard.” Brennan offers me a flash of a proud smile. “And saw.” “She’d be a great politician,” Aaric continues. “Or a general, maybe? Definitely nobility.” “With that speech? At least a duchess.” Xaden shifts his weight, brushing his elbow against my shoulder. I shake my head.
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A contract marriage would be most wise,” Nairi agrees with a nod, ignoring Garrick’s words. “We could have the legalities performed in the morning at temple, and then hear what will, no doubt, be a plea for our assistance in their war tomorrow afternoon.” Wood creaks behind me. “Draw up the papers,” Xaden says, gripping my chair. Bile rises in my throat. What the fuck is he doing? Cat’s head snaps in our direction, Mira and Garrick both gawk, and Aaric continues eating. I want the damned bond back now. “Ah, there we go!” Faris claps twice. “What an excellent decision. Shall we go with three or four years?” “Lifetime. Anything less is unacceptable.” Xaden slides his hand to the back of my neck. “And her full name for the papers is Violet Sorrengail. Two Rs.” I’m torn between throwing a dagger at his chest and kissing the shit out of him. Mira stifles a grin. “My last name is tied to the title, but we could take yours,” Xaden offers, and his eyes soften just slightly when they lock on mine. “You could hyphenate,” Garrick suggests. “Or combine? Riorgail? Sorrenson?” “That is not what they meant,” I whisper at Xaden.
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Good luck getting a gryphon to carry your basket again,” Aaric says, then walks toward Molvic without another word.
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Dunne’s temple attendants are skilled in protecting themselves.” “It’s how you save Tyrrendor.” Aaric’s voice drops to a whisper.
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She’d be a great politician,” Aaric continues. “Or a general, maybe? Definitely nobility.” “With that speech? At least a duchess.
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It’s how you save Tyrrendor.” Aaric’s voice drops to a whisper. “By favoring Dunne?” I shake my head.
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Don’t be a head. Don’t be a head. Don’t be a head,” I chant under my breath, but from the sideways glance Aaric sends from my right, I’m guessing I’m not as quiet as I think. Thankfully, my plate steams with roasted chicken, potatoes,
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You’ve let us run all over this kingdom searching brothels and gaming houses for you, and all the while, you’ve been here?” “The fact that you went searching your favorite haunts for me is just the start of where you went wrong,” Aaric replies. “You’re a rider?” Halden shouts. “As the dragon would imply.” Ridoc points to Molvic.
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I gasp as all the pieces click in one overwhelming heartbeat. The reinforcements. Telling me to guard Dunne’s temple. Yanking Lynx out of the way before the doors even opened to the great hall. He knew. He’s been manifesting this entire time. “He’s a fucking precog,” I whisper in awe. A real one—not like Melgren, who can only foresee battles. If Aaric wields true precognition, he saw this,
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take stock of who we have on the floor. On Rhiannon’s right, Bragen and Neve—the third-year fliers—stand with Imogen and Quinn, and to Ridoc’s left are Trager, Cat, Maren, Baylor, Avalynn, Sloane, and Kai. Aaric and Lynx are seated behind us, and it catches me off guard to realize that all four of the first-years in the First Wing squad are sitting, too. Dragons are taking their time when it comes to channeling.
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Aaric nods, and I notice Baylor and Lynx covering their backs while Sloane and Avalynn lead the way, keeping Kai protected at every angle.
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Halden’s here?” I manage to ask. “Rode in this morning with a company from the Western Guard.” Aaric shoots me a knowing look, which I return with a quick glare.
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She’d be a great politician,” Aaric continues. “Or a general, maybe? Definitely nobility.” “With that speech? At least a duchess.” Xaden shifts his weight, brushing his elbow against my shoulder.
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And you’re going to teach us how to defeat you?” Aaric asks from behind us. A corner of Xaden’s mouth slowly curves upward. “I can teach you to try, but there’s only one person capable of taking me down one day, and it isn’t you, Graycastle.” My cheeks heat as heads swing my way.
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Want? No.” Aaric shakes his head. “But I need to. And as much as I don’t mind Halden making your life fucking miserable, I do mind him condemning the Continent to death by dark wielder because he can’t take a deep breath and count to three when he gets mad.
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We heard.” Brennan offers me a flash of a proud smile. “And saw.” “She’d be a great politician,” Aaric continues. “Or a general, maybe? Definitely nobility.” “With that speech? At least a duchess.” Xaden shifts his weight, brushing his elbow against my shoulder.
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Dunne’s temple attendants are skilled in protecting themselves.” “It’s how you save Tyrrendor.” Aaric’s voice drops to a whisper. “By favoring Dunne?
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You are a prince, not the prince. Bring your troops into Tyrrendor, and Aaric will suddenly find himself first in line for the throne.
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A gift from one servant of Dunne to another. I must warn you—only those touched by the gods should wield their wrath. I will pray to Her that she need not use it to avoid reacquainting herself with the other who curries her favor. Her path is still not set. —Recovered Correspondence of High Priestess Deservee to His Royal Highness, Cadet Aaric Graycastle, Prince Camlaen of Navarre
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Aaric’s package. I catch the hastily scrawled message on the edge of the package I’d missed when Sloane handed it to me. For when you lose yours. Strike in the dark, Violet.
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The interview ended before it began,” Mira says, twirling the stem of her goblet between her fingers. “You don’t care that Violet is the smartest person in this room. Or that Xaden tore apart Basgiath to save her, then returned to fight for Navarre because it was the right thing to do. Or that Cat lives in the most hostile environment possible to help her kingdom. You don’t care that Aaric had to step into the light he hates so we’d have a royal representative, or that Garrick has stood by Xaden’s side no matter the cost. We proved our lack of wisdom by coming here in the first place. You were never going to share your knowledge or ally yourself with us.
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Garrick pauses, then sets the forkful on the plate. “He said we could start—” He blinks once, then wobbles. “I feel…I feel—” Time seems to slow as his eyes flutter shut and he collapses, falling toward the table. “Garrick!” Xaden shouts, shoving away from the table as Aaric lunges, catching Garrick’s head before it can hit the surface. Aaric’s gaze swings wildly toward Xaden. “He isn’t breathing!
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Dain replies slowly from my right, the words coming out like he’s in pain. Aaric sighs from beside Xaden, then proceeds to speak like he was freaking born here.
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You didn’t think we should know you speak fluent everything?” I arch a brow. “And nullify Aetos’s reason for joining…what is it Ridoc calls us? Quest squad?” Aaric shakes his head.
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Being trained from birth doesn’t make you any more qualified,” Aaric retorts from the right, Trager at his side. “Any of you truly excited at the prospect of being led by Halden?” Cat crinkles her nose. “Valid argument,” Trager points out. Wait, is it just me, or did Cat actually grin at him? “Not just you,” Andarna notes.
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