Chapters (61)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Map
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- CHAPTER 49
- EPILOGUE
- A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
- Discover More
- extras
- meet the author
- if you enjoyed
- if you enjoyed
- By David Dalglish
- Praise for
They’re all still here, in this book you’ve just read. Stasia meeting Clarissa after Lycaena’s execution. Mari becoming the Lioness. Cyrus choosing not to execute Gordian’s son. Rayan praying over Alliya’s corpse. Their first fight fully together against a magistrate and his paragon bodyguard. For a blistering two weeks, I wrote these chapters, because I had been developing the cast in my head over the course of months and I just… didn’t want to lose them. I go on daily walks, listening to music while imagining scenes and moments from novels already written, or those I will soon write. I felt like I knew the main cast before I ever decided on where they were, who they were fighting, or how they all even knew each other.
All this worked because I left key aspects blank. I didn’t know why Stasia was so upset when she met Clarissa, only that something had gone wrong, and that her need for vengeance was conflicting with her desires for a loving, normal life. Rayan’s goddess was slain, but when and how were only vague ideas. What mattered was the moment of doubt, and the eruption of moths that followed. I knew Cyrus was a deposed prince, but the enemy at the time wasn’t the Everlorn Empire, nor even the Reborn Empire, as I called it for much of the first draft. What mattered was whether or not he could murder a child, a child that was so very much like himself many years ago.
I wrote these chapters and then shelved them. Had to finish Voidbreaker, after all! But I had the cast. I had this group I wanted to spend time with, to discover how they interacted, and learn why they were together. And for my first attempt, let’s just say I went big. Massive gateways linking thousands of worlds, a timeline taking place over thousands of years, and a main character who was similar to a paragon but with a bone arm that possessed ancient magic. It was weird and unfocused and the plot blended tons of elements of science fiction with ancient facilities performing automated surgery, world-gates, and robots inside bone skeletons.
And Orbit passed on pretty much the whole concept.