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496 pages, ebook
First published March 5, 2019

“Crowning Isolde Kavanagh as the rightful queen was not the end of our rising. It was merely the beginning.”
“If you were a storm, I would lie down and rest in your rain. If you were a river, I would drink from your currents. If you were a poem, I would never cease to read you.”
“Is it only blood that makes a House? Or is it beliefs? What holds people together more? The red in their veins or the fire in their hearts?”

“I love the spirit you are forged from. If you were a storm, I would lie down and rest in your rain. If you were a river, I would drink from your currents. If you were a poem, I would never cease to read you.”
“Is it only blood that makes a House? Or is it beliefs? What holds people together more? The red in their veins or the fire in their hearts?”
“She gave me her breath as I gave her mine, until my heart was beating in her hands, until I felt like she had swallowed all of my secrets.”



—Amo el corazón que posees —dijo Cartier, sonriendo mientras las lágrimas caían de sus ojos—. Amo el espíritu que te ha forjado, Brienna MacQuinn. Si fueras una tormenta, me recostaría y descansaría bajo tu lluvia.
“Is it only blood that makes a House? Or is it beliefs? What holds people together more?”


I saw the fire stirring within her, ancient fire as if she were a dragon that had just been woken. A dragon that was about to rise, blot out the half-moon with her wings, and rain terror.
”What had I thought? That Jourdain’s people would like mat once? That I would fit into the weavings of a place that had suffered while I had flourished on the other side of the channel? As I stepped into the castle courtyard, I began to wonder if it would be better for me to return to Valenia. I began to believe that perhaps I truly didn’t belong here.”