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Kyro nods. "She has, and if I know better, then she's already there. The flame is too hot for any creature to stand within ten miles of it. I'm a nymph - so I can get a little closer. But if anyone has a chance of stopping her, it's you five," Kyro explains, and Charming scoffs. "How am I supposed to get close?" Charming asks, shocked. "Technically, your ancient blood will protect you from the flame. Unlike other vampires, you have pureblood abilities - compulsion, healing, and immunity to silver - with that combined with your mate's immunity to flame, you should be fine," Kyro explains. Charming nods.

the man snarls. “It’s possible if they used their dragons to kill their kings and princes. You should be careful, Arbane. Who knows when they’ll decide to come for your troupe,” Avani sneers as he walks by. “And as I understand it, you no longer have an heir. He apparently couldn’t take the heat that he stoked in a fire dragon. Ember’s a fire dragon, by the way. You might want to be careful,” he growls, nodding at the three of us before walking off with Merethyl. “Is that true?” another pompous elf asks. What is with these royals? Merellien fits right in with them.

' I muttered. 'Queen Zakyra— the Queen who literally cannot burn, burned to her death.' He stated as he digested the fact. 'We figure out what just happened.' I muttered. I kick a little ash and saw it spread further on the ground. 'Queen Zakyra should not be affected by fire, Max. And yet, she burned to her death.' 'Nikolai and Avalyn aren't affected by fire.' Max said thoughtfully. 'They might have an affinity with fire.'

"Grander managed to put many of the men to flight, but the mounted troops were completely decimated, as were the archers and builders. Some of the lords have been beheaded, some of their sons have gone over to the enemy, bringing the remaining troops." Taryn pounded her fist on the table, feeling the anger grow in her as the torch fire began to flare up more dangerous, more aggressive, to the rhythm with her anger; the small flames danced and rose upwards, getting bigger and bigger, fed by Taryn herself. She took the glass tray in front of her and threw it against one door leaf, disintegrating it, while the other opened and Elhias appeared and squinted his eyes almost struck by the tray. He

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“At least the ones who stayed loyal.” “But some survived,” Kaela added. “And Cassian has them.” Mira’s eyes widened. “The Flamebound are immune to godfire, aren’t they?” “Yes,” Kaela said. “They were designed to kill us.” --- The fire on the map flared once, then settled into soft embers. “I don’t want to destroy them,” Kaela said. “But we can’t leave them in Cassian’s hands. If we don’t act now, they’ll march on Hollowdeep by next moonrise.”

Smoke twisted on the horizon, the byproduct of ancient, ever-burning volcanic veins that laced the territory. Aria stood at the edge of the great Flame Basin, her cloak stripped back to the bare essentials. She had traded furs for leathers suited to the inferno. At her side, Kael wiped the sweat from his brow. His usually calm expression was frayed at the edges, the heat testing his limits. Behind them rode a force like none the Emberlands had seen in generations — the Iceborn. Mounted on frost-riven beasts, clad in armor enchanted to resist heat, the warriors of the north pressed south with single-minded purpose. Their presence created a stark contrast against the terrain like winter forcin

he suggested, keeping his smile while presenting a new book to her. "What is that? What story does it have?" Ruby asked, finally looking at his direction instead of her window. "It's a compilation of dozens of stories about fantastic fighter women. Like Atalanta who never lost a race even to the fastest men and the first to land a hit on the monstrous boar, or Princess Merida the Brave who saved her own mother from a witch's curse. There's also about Queen Daenerys Targaryen, the Dragon Queen who started as a woman sold by her own brother to a barbarian Horse Lord but when he died she picked herself up. She built an army of her own, conquered kingdoms, freed slaves, and repelled evil forces

I turned to face the three princes, my heart hammering with terrifying hope. "Kael, Darius, Rhett. I am about to ask something impossible of you." "Anything," Prince Rhett said immediately. "Wait until you hear what it is." I took a shaking breath. "I want you to combine your magic with mine." "We do not have magic," Prince Darius protested. "Everyone has magic. Royalty just has more of it." Theron stepped forward, his ancient eyes bright with understanding. "The Ironfang bloodline carries storm magic. Thunder and lightning, wind and rain."

But before they could even approach us, I set a large fire around us. "Fhyra! What are you doing?! Argh!" Cool said and grunted when he got burned when he grabbed and touch my shoulders. "Don't touch me! You'll get burned!" I yelled at him. The guards were trying to extinguish the fire I made. But they can't. Although all Flamias had the ability to control fire, a normal flamia like them can't compare to the royal blood's abilities. Not to mention that I made these fire barriers with rage.