Only his memories can save herâŚ
A great primal power has risen. The Queen of Flesh and Fire has become the Primal of Blood and Boneâthe true Primal of Life and Death. And the battle Casteel, Poppy, and their allies have been fighting has only just begun. Gods are awakening across Iliseeum and the mortal realm, readying for the war to come.
But when Poppy falls into stasis, Cas faces the very real possibility that the dire, unexpected consequences of what she is becoming could take her away from him. Cas is given some advice, thoughâsomething he plans to cling to as he waits to see her beautiful eyes open once more: Talk to her.
And so, he does. He reminds Poppy how their journey began, revealing things about himself that only Kieran knows in the process. But itâs anybodyâs guess what sheâll wake to or exactly how much of the realm and Cas will have changed when she does.
Why You Should Read This Book
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A Soul of Ash and Blood
âI know you want to do something irresponsible and reckless, but you canât kill him.â
âLet me show you just a little of what you missed by not coming back to the Red Pearl.â
âI would really appreciate not having to do the whole dying and coming back to life thing at the moment. Or having to regrow limbs. That shit sucks. Growing skin and bone isnât fun. Itâs painful, in case anyone is wondering.â
âDo you remember when we were boys, and I first shifted after being in my mortal form for a while? I had trouble separating myself from the wolf, but you were there. You helped remind me who I was. I know it can be difficult to pull yourself out of this, but youâre still in there, and Iâm going to need you to come back to me as Cas. She needs you to come back as Cas.â
âI donât know if you picked up on what I was feeling during that time. I was a⌠âI was a fucking mess of guilt and worry, and this desperation I didnât fully understand then. I just knew I couldnât allow you to remain under the Blood Crownâs control. That you deserved a shot at a real life.â
âFrom the first time in the Red Pearl to this moment, what I felt was real. It was always real because IâŚIâd fallen in love with you long before I realized it. I was on the edge before we even left Masadonia, and I began falling when we arrived in New Haven. By the time we made it to Spessaâs End, I knew I was in love with you.â
âNo one knows about any of thatâwhat I used to do to escape everything. Except for Kieran. He knows. He had no choice with the bond.â
âThe Queen will be most pleased with your devotion, Hawke. Iâm sure sheâll reward you greatly for your service to the Crown.â
âWe all know what is ultimately at risk here. Not just what weâve carved out in New Haven, but our lives. Our futures. Our childrenâs futures. And if weâve got to bleed for that, we will.â
âNo one in there will care that he struck the Maiden. Right or wrong, they donât see her as a person. When they look at her, all they see is a symbol of the Ascended, of those who have killed many of their kin and drove their people to near extinction. That doesnât mean they all agree with what he did, but you need to think about what it will do if you walk in there and kill himâa wolven who descends from one of the eldest families.â
âYes. I find women who can wield a dagger and nearly knock me on my ass to be extremely alluring. And arousing.â
âFear and bravery are often one and the same. It either makes you a warrior or a coward. The only difference is the person it resides inside.â
âI shouldâve known something was up with the Duchess when she had no problem with me being in your chambers, but things always seem different in hindsight, donât they? I couldnât even consider then that they knew who I was and not only allowed me to take you but practically helped facilitate it.â
âThe fear I felt when word of your attack reached me on the way back to the keep? I shouldâve known then. Kieran did. More so than before. He saw my panic, what I was willing to do to save you.â
âI donât think Iâve ever told you about that. It wasnât that I was hiding it from you. I just didnât want you to feel embarrassed. I also figured youâd probably stab me if you ever learned I had been in your bedchamber while you slept. More than once.â
âOnly the bad can be influenced, Princess.â
âWhat I was doing to myself was weakening him. Youâd think that wouldâve been enough to snap me out of it, seeing what it was doing to him, but it wasnât. I was too lost in my head, though not lost enough that I didnât know how fucking selfish it made me.â
âYouâre an absolutely stunning murderous little creature.â
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