In the end, only Amren and I joined Rhys, Cassian having failed to sway his High Lord, Azriel still off […]

“Don’t dance so much on your toes,” Cassian said to me four days later, as we spent the unusually warm

Cassian might have been cocky grins and vulgarity most of the time, but in the sparring ring in a rock-carved

Despite the chill night, every shop was open as we walked through the city. Musicians played in the little squares,

My sisters ate breakfast with Rhys and me, Azriel gone to wherever he’d taken the Attor. Cassian had flown off

I panted, sprawled on top of Rhys in the snow while he laughed hoarsely. “Don’t,” I snarled into his face,

The Attor had vanished in the moments after Amarantha died, suspected to have fled for the King of Hybern. And

Standing beneath the latticework of snow-heavy trees, I took in the slumbering forest and wondered if the birds had gone

It took hours for Elain to work her charm on the staff to swiftly pack their bags and leave, each

It had been a year since I had stalked through that labyrinth of snow and ice and killed a faerie