Throne Of Glass In Order Novels & Stories

He whispered. “What is it?” I questioned sitting up. “If no one defeats her then she will be married to King Vali as per Council order.” He replied and I stared at him in shock. “No!” I mumbled to myself and stood up. I took a cloth from near the Colton which I have been using since the beginning of the fight to cover my face in case if she comes to watch any of it and stop me from doing it. “If she is yours in the true sense, then you will win.” Her highness uttered, and I nodded before stepping near her.

Eryx wiped blood from his mouth, but his eyes gleamed with pride. They moved forward again, steps heavy but resolute. And as they walked deeper, the mist thinned just enough to reveal a door of obsidian, etched with a single line of glowing script: The stolen ending must be returned. Mia reached out. The pendant pulsed once more, and the door shuddered open. Beyond it lay a chamber lit by violet fire—and within it, a throne that had been waiting centuries for someone to claim it. The door groaned as it opened, stone grinding against stone, dust drifting down in a thin veil. The chamber beyond pulsed with violet fire, casting long shadows that stretched and writhed like living things.

The priestess waited for him to recover, idly picking her nails, glancing at him once he stood, “Hear my words detok, for they come straight from the lips of the winter father” she started as the army took and knee, same with detok, “You detok, heir to both the winter and summer thrones has fallen short in the eyes of the rulers of both courts, particularly in my eyes for the thoughts of herandra matters little to me, you will have one chance to absolve yourself of this shame you have soiled me with. You will travel alone to the gates of artemon, there you will slay the prince and present his head to me as an act of apology, then and only then will I consider you my heir once again.”

Katherine's eyes started to feel a bit heavy due to the pain in her head. Lord Killian glanced at the girl once more before answering, "The castle."

Nora picked up the folded paper. She didn't open it. She held it. "You want the throne," she said. "Yes." "And you want me to trust you." "Yes." "Those two things are going to conflict at some point." "Probably," he said. "When they do, I'll tell you." He held her gaze without wavering. "I want the throne through legitimate succession. If Caspian fulfills the anchor requirement and succeeds, the succession is his by right and I'll accept that." He paused. "What I won't accept is the succession being built on an arrangement that's being managed dishonestly. But then. if the anchor is being kept in the dark about the terms of her own arrangement

Thorne's golden eyes shone. "Moonbound, the final choice is yours. Protect the bonds, protect the inheritance, and claim your destiny!" Draven looked at me with his dark blue eyes. I took a deep breath in, and Silver Heart shone brighter than ever. Sparks of red, silver, black, and crimson sped around violently, hitting every vision, every shadow, and every piece of the past and the future. I could feel the pulses of Kael, Thorne, and Draven tangled with my own, keeping me in the present, making peace with the past, and building the future.

Possibly I had not truly slept at all. I sat in the cold and the dark and I turned the dream over in my mind, trying to understand it. The women with silver hair. The shadows that moved like intention. The hall that burned without fire. And the woman at the throne the one with eyes and hair like mine; the one who had said not yet with her last breath of defiance before the darkness took her. Not yet.

ADELINE'S POV My back hit the earth with a sickening thud. The shock was instant. My spine screamed as if it had been split in two, and the ache spread like wildfire through every nerve of mine. The ground was wet, rainwater soaked through the satin of my gown, turning the fabric cold. My head struck something hard, and a warm trickle began to slide down the side of my face. Blood. I could smell it before I felt it. I looked up.

Soraya's POV I didn't sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the golden light. The ancient woman. The burning records. The warning carved into the parchment. When the Queen of Blood awakens, the three heirs must return to where the blood began. I didn't know what it meant. I didn't know who the three heirs were. But something told me I was about to find out. The first light of dawn crept through the window. I sat up slowly, my body still aching from the battle. Maya stirred beside me.

Chapter 10: After Midnight Lyra The library after midnight always smelled of dust, old paper, and the faint metallic tang of the climate controls that never quite conquered the desert heat. I had been there for nearly two hours, moving between the restricted ledgers with a weak-looking lamp and the careful steps of someone who expected to be caught at any moment. The troop-movement crystal from the catacombs had given me new names. The forged marriage contract had given me new connections. I was cross-referencing both against the older succession and finance records, building the next layer of the map that lived inside my coded ledger. My hands trembled more than I wanted. The day’s public h