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Chapters (64)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  6. Pronunciation Guide
  7. Prologue
  8. Part One
  9. One
  10. Two
  11. Three
  12. Four
  13. Five
  14. Six
  15. Seven
  16. Eight
  17. Nine
  18. Ten
  19. Eleven
  20. Twelve
  21. Thirteen
  22. Part Two
  23. Fourteen
  24. Fifteen
  25. Sixteen
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Twenty
  30. Twenty-One
  31. Twenty-Two
  32. Twenty-Three
  33. Part Three
  34. Twenty-Four
  35. Twenty-Five
  36. Twenty-Six
  37. Twenty-Seven
  38. Twenty-Eight
  39. Twenty-Nine
  40. Thirty
  41. Thirty-One
  42. Thirty-Two
  43. Thirty-Three
  44. Thirty-Four
  45. Thirty-Five
  46. Part Four
  47. Thirty-Six
  48. Thirty-Seven
  49. Thirty-Eight
  50. Thirty-Nine
  51. Forty
  52. Forty-One
  53. Forty-Two
  54. Forty-Three
  55. Forty-Four
  56. Forty-Five
  57. Forty-Six
  58. Forty-Seven
  59. Epilogue
  60. Excerpt from The Sun and Its Shade
  61. The Night and Its Moon Playlist
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. About the Author
  64. Back Cover

“And Grem and I are to go to the king to see if he is indeed intentionally sending his forces southward?” Odrin asked, his gruff voice matching his raised brows as he clarified. His gaze flashed briefly to Amaris, and she wondered if he wished they were traveling together. He’d been her rescuer, her teacher, and the only father she’d ever known for years. They hadn’t spent any time away since he rescued her from Farleigh.

“Indeed,” Samael confirmed. “As you know, one of our men has been on an intelligence mission in Raascot, just outside of Gwydir, for the last decade. He has acted as an ambassador and held the peace in the north for a long time, checking in semi-regularly with his letters. He sent a message by raven insisting on an in-person meeting to explain his findings.”

Malik looked between them before suggesting, “As Ash’s father is in Gwydir, perhaps he should be on dispatch north?”

“I have no desire to visit those northern bastards.”

“Don’t be so narrow-minded as to conflate the north with your displeasure for your father,” Samael said. It was one of the few times Amaris had seen him show no patience or sympathy. Unwavering, he continued, “I need you on this southbound mission. I also need you to have confidence in my reasons for entrusting you to accompany this party to the queen’s city.”

Ash looked profoundly unhappy with Samael’s response but said nothing more. Malik was too excited for the somber occasion, but she knew he’d been on relatively few missions and was eager to wet his sword again.

“We are the stronghold for the continent.”

Ash laughed. “There’s twelve of us.”

“Thirteen, now,” Amaris amended, smiling.

So she was to get to Aubade and—what—command the queen not to kill people? It wasn’t a particularly elegant plan, especially when her comrades didn’t even comprehend the bare bones of it, but she trusted that Samael had known when he met her that she might be needed for just such a time. Her gift was needed to fix the world, but Amaris thought that even if the mission went awry, she could always use the curse of persuasion to have Moirai hand over the crown and begin her life of luxury.

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