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Chapter 6: Murderous gaze

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A spell without a source was a candle without a wick. Estella knew that much from her studies of magic, even if the particulars of this binding lay beyond her, one thing she knew for certain. Most magic spells needed something to anchor them. And one of those important anchors was a caster, a living and breathing one. Sever the source, and the spell would unravel into nothing. And what was the source of her spell?

Adrian Lykas.

If she wanted this binding off her, then she needed to eliminate
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  • Frost and Ember    Chapter 10:Reason

    Estella sat very still, warily watching Adrian from across her, some instinct warning her that whatever came next would not be pleasant, and she was right.“The reason I saved your life...” He leaned forward. “...is for you to become my Tethered One. My Luna.”“...”For a moment Estella could not process the sentence at all. The silence that settled over the chamber was thick enough to be felt.Surely, she had misheard. Surely, the poison, or the medicine, or whatever spell he had used on her the night before, had scrambled something loose in her skull and strung together words that made no sense.“What?” It was the only word she managed to utter. “Say that... Say that again.” Her voice shook.“You heard me.”“No.” She shook her head frantically, and the room tilted with the motion, forcing her to grip the edge of the blanket to keep from swaying. “No, say it again, because I... I know I did not...” She inhaled air to calm down. “I did not just hear that right. Surely, you did not jus

  • Frost and Ember    Chapter 9: Gray

    Estella woke feeling as though she had drunk herself into a stupor the night before, her head pounding and her thoughts scattered in every direction. The last thing she remembered was her claws descending toward Adrian's throat. After that, there was nothing.For a moment she lay still and let her senses return to her one at a time. The cold coaxed her deeper under the blankets until she lay curled like a silkworm in its cocoon. She had not grown used to Frostveil's weather, and she doubted she ever would.She rolled over, and the feel of the mattress felt wrong, subtly different from what she remembered. The detail was small, but it would not let her rest. Her eyes opened once more on an unfamiliar room. This was not where she had fallen asleep.She pushed herself upright, blinking against the low light, and studied her surroundings. And the first thing to strike her was the color.Gray. Nearly everything in the room was a shade of gray. The chairs by the cold hearth, the furniture

  • Frost and Ember    Chapter 8: Leniency

    Her claws never reached Adrian's skin.His hand closed around her wrist mid-strike, faster than she could follow, and the world turned over. Her back struck the mattress hard, and the impact drove the breath half out of her lungs. Her free hand shot out on instinct, clawing for any part of him it could reach, and he caught that one too, pinning both wrists above her head just as he had done before.Estella stared up at him, eyes wide with disbelief, her mind scrambling to understand. How? How did he... A trap. It had been a trap all along. He had been awake the whole time. She gritted her teeth as the realization sank through.“I appreciate that you took a moment to admire my beauty before striking, El. It was truly flattering.” His voice came out low and lazy, yet it lost none of its polished eloquence, and the last of the dying firelight caught in his eyes as he looked down at her. Estella was stunned twice over. First, that he had known she paused to look at his face before striki

  • Frost and Ember    Chapter 7: Taking his life

    Once she had finished, the maids returned for the tray and bore it away without a word, though their relief at the empty bowl was plain on their faces. Ten minutes later another group arrived, carrying a basin of steaming water and an armful of towels. They worked around her wounds with great care. Soft ribbons of steam curled up from the basin as they wiped the unbroken skin with a soapy cloth, rinsed it clean, and patted her dry with towels warmed by the fire. The water carried a faint floral scent, some herb she could not name, and warmth seeped into skin that had almost forgotten it. Despite her indifference, some small, distant part of her found it pleasant. More than once she caught them looking. Their glances darted to her face and fled whenever she met them. Their curiosity was plain as day. They wished to know who she was, and why the cold Alpha of Frostveil kept a bleeding stranger within his own east wing, guarded by his own trusted soldiers and fed from his own kitchens.

  • Frost and Ember    Chapter 6: Murderous gaze

    A spell without a source was a candle without a wick. Estella knew that much from her studies of magic, even if the particulars of this binding lay beyond her, one thing she knew for certain. Most magic spells needed something to anchor them. And one of those important anchors was a caster, a living and breathing one. Sever the source, and the spell would unravel into nothing. And what was the source of her spell?Adrian Lykas. If she wanted this binding off her, then she needed to eliminate the source of it, and that meant one thing.She would have to kill Adrian, and she would do it gladly. It was the only way to be free. She had nothing left to live for. The man she loved had betrayed her. Most, if not all of her allies, had died for no crime but standing beside her. And Adrian wanted her alive for some reason she could not fathom, which only deepened her longing for an end. Death was all she craved, yet it was a door she could not open... At least not until the spell was lifted.

  • Frost and Ember    Chapter 5: Shattered

    “... Poisoned, and none of you noticed when you first treated her?”These were the words Estella heard as she awoke. Adrian's voice pulled her out of the soft embrace of unconsciousness, and her eyes began to open. But she saw the shapes gathered around her, and she stopped herself before her lashes had lifted more than a sliver. She let them fall shut again and gentled her breath into the slow, even rhythm of someone still asleep.'Poisoned?' Estella reached for the meaning of Adrian's words, but it slipped through her grasp. Even the sentence he had spoken moments ago drifted through her mind in scattered fragments. But one word stood apart from the fog: Poisoned. Whatever they spoke of, it concerned her. So she lay still and listened. “P-Pardon my impertinence, my lord.” She heard an old man's voice tremble in shame. “A poison like this would be nearly impossible to detect through ordinary examination. I believe it was masked with Rainflower, which hides a venom as a quiet mornin

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