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[TW: Vomit] “Vomit poured awkwardly from her broken mouth, caught itself in the grooves of her lips, and splattered onto her robe, the floor. Reeling, Ma’am backed away from the pot, slipped in the mess of blood and vomit” Oh great, vomit was the only thing that was missing in terms of body fluids

[TW: Very graphic descriptions, blood] “The blade cut through the eyelid, the cornea, split the iris, stuttered across the broad nose and sliced the lips into four distinct sections. Ma’am’s face, Jude’s first mirror, halved on the diagonal; it burst, split.” Oh my god ew

“was it the act itself that schooled her, or was the pain her teacher? Or maybe it was the apathy of her audience, her mother's quilting circle […] glancing briefly at Jude’s crumpled body before returning to their sewing. […] Jude stumbled to her feet. Her face was wet—blood, thank God, rather than humiliating tears—and she knew she could no longer live in her mother’s house” Yeah that sounds like a reasonable guess

“Ma’am cracked Jude’s skull against the wall for talking back” What an opener 💀
What about hello? Nice to meet you?

[SPOILER] “There’s another insistent knock at the door.
[…] “You have about twenty seconds to ask a question, if I know him.”
[…] “I’m still hoping that missive at Athebyne was really about the War Games. Do you think there’s any chance we just happened to end up in the middle of a wyvern attack at that outpost?”
“That definitely wasn’t an accident, little sister,” OH MY GOD HER BROTHER’S ALIVE? AND THE HEALER?

[SPOILER] “I’d forgotten what it felt like to be loved, really, truly loved—it’d been so many years since Dad died. And Mom… Not going there.” So she’s not dead? But probably not on their side, or at least they don’t get along well, from what I’m getting

[SPOILER] “You figure out what that box was that Chradh was drawn to back at Resson?” I ask.” Is Resson the villain? And he’s looking for a box?

[SPOILER] “Her blood is fucking black,” Xaden snaps […]
“It has to be poison,” Imogen cries […] We have to get her back to Basgiath. Nolon might be able to help.”
[…] “That’s a twelve-hour flight. […] There’s somewhere closer,” […]
“You can’t be serious.” Someone’s voice lowers to a hiss.”
“You’ll put everything at risk,” […]
“We are going and that’s an order. […] We have to get her to him.” Oh?

[SPOILER] “But I never see the one coming at us from the left.
Not until I feel Tairn’s roar of pain.” Oh no

[SPOILER] “The wyvern roars in victory […]
Deigh doesn’t move.
Liam’s raw scream shatters my heart, and Tairn flares his wings, banking hard to keep us from the same gruesome fate.
“DEIGH.” Tairn’s grief blasts through my body as he streams fire at the wyvern’s retreating back, and Andarna’s cry fills my head.
No. If Deigh…” Nope. Nuh-uh. Absolutely not. Not Liam.

[SPOILER] “You’re not going to lecture me about staying safe in the outpost?” I ask, my emotions rioting at his nearness. He hid all of this from me, and yet my chest aches just looking at him.
“If I asked you to stay behind, would you?” His eyes bore into mine.
“No.”
“Exactly. I try not to pick fights I know I can’t win.” The worst thing is that he was right to do so

[SPOILER] “They have created abominations,” Tairn says, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
“Did you know?”
“I suspected. Why do you think I’ve been so hard on you during flight maneuvers?”
“You and I are going to have to work on our communication skills.” You think? While you’re at it, take Xaden with both of you to family counseling

[SPOILER] “They’re testing our loyalty without actually saying it.” Xaden folds his arms over his chest, standing at my side. “According to the missive, if we leave now, we’ll make it to the new location of headquarters for Fourth Wing at Eltuval in time to carry out our orders for War Games, but if we leave, the trading post of Resson and its occupants will be destroyed.” Fuck

[SPOILER] “He wouldn’t.” I shake my head. Dain is a lot of things, but he would never violate me like that, never take something I hadn’t offered.” Oh he would.

[SPOILER] “Violence,” he says softly, “did Aetos touch you after I told you about Athebyne? […] Like this.” He lifts his hand to my cheek. […]
My lips part. “Yes, but that’s how he always touches me. He would n-never…” I sputter. “I would know if he read my memories.”
[…] “No, Violence. Trust me, you wouldn’t.” There’s no accusation in his tone, just a resignation that hurts what’s left of my heart.” Oh my god

[SPOILER] “Xaden turns on me, and the look in his eyes is anything but welcoming. “What did Dain say to you before we left? He leaned in and whispered something.”
I blink, trying to remember. “He said something like…” I search my memory. “I’ll miss you, Violet.”
His body goes tense. “And he said I was going to get you killed.” Oh shit

[SPOILER] “I gave him everything, and he never truly let me in.” I feel like his reasons are legitimate, though
Plus, he did end up doing it—but there’s no telling how long it could have been before he did if he hadn’t been forced, I agree

[SPOILER] “Four hundred years of tomes and not a single one—
Four hundred years. But our history spans over six. Everything is a copy of an earlier work. […]
It only takes one desperate generation to change history—even erase it.
Gods, Dad spelled it all out for me.” She’s gonna need a bit to process all of that x)

[SPOILER] “we didn’t lie. We just didn’t tell you everything,” Andarna says […]
“That’s lying by omission,” I argue. […]
“She’s right, Golden One. […] You have every right to be angry. […] We made a choice to protect you—without your consent. It was an error, and one that I won’t make again.” I LOVE this, this is such a healthy way to approach relationships

[SPOILER] “I have to believe he would not put the Codex above people suffering […] Or maybe I could have built shields that would have kept Dain from prying. Or maybe he would continue to respect my boundaries […] But we’ll never know, will we? Because you didn’t trust me to know the right thing to do, Xaden, did you?” They both make good points, but I think ultimately she’s right

[SPOILER] “You twisted the truth to suit your needs. […] You could have told me at any time, but instead you hid everything from me.”
[…] “Yes. I should have told you months ago, but I couldn’t. I’m risking everything by telling you now […] Because if your best friend sees this memory, everything is lost” Fair enough

[SPOILER] “Why the hell would we choose to do nothing about people being slaughtered? It goes against everything we stand for.”
“Because the only thing that kills venin is the very thing powering our wards.” So they prefer to protect a few rather than give the possibility of survival to all?

[SPOILER] “Were I to believe venin exist and roam the Continent wielding dark magic, then I’d also have to believe they never attack Navarre because… […] Because our wards make all non-dragon magic impossible. […] Which means I would have to believe that we have no clue that Poromiel is being relentlessly, viciously attacked […]
“Or you have to believe that we know and choose to do nothing about it.” I’d vote for 2

[SPOILER] “What was the fable again? One brother bonded to gryphon, one to dragon, and when the third grew jealous, he drew directly from the source, losing his soul and waging war on the other two.” Ooooh is the dragon brother Xaden?

[SPOILER] “I barely process what Tairn says through the shock of the rider’s words. And Xaden knows them. He’s working with them, aiding our enemy. Betrayal cuts my throat like glass as I try to swallow. This is why he’s been sneaking off from the quadrant.” Yup

[SPOILER] “Free from his grip, I spin toward the field as Xaden reaches the riders.
“You’re fucking early,” he says.
And my heart stops.” Xaden, you should have told her before

[SPOILER] “he clutches the nape of my neck and kisses me long and hard […]
Xaden yanks his mouth away with a gasp, breaking the kiss and cocking his head to the side as if listening for something.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. […]
“Shit.” His eyes widen as he drags his gaze back to mine. “Violet, I’m so sorry—”
“Is this seriously how you dragon riders spend your time?” a woman asks from behind Xaden” Uh-oh

[SPOILER] “I want to help,” I immediately protest. Wasn’t that why he brought me? For my lightning? Not that I’m exactly winning any accuracy awards, but still.
“You can, after you rest up. You have to be at full strength to wield that signet of yours, or you’ll risk burning out. Tairn is too powerful.”
He makes a decent point, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.” xDDD

[SPOILER] “What are you wearing?” I ask Andarna […]
“The wingleader had it made for me. See? It hooks to Tairn’s.”
I can’t help but smile as I see the shape of the triangle on Andarna’s back that I’m sure fits the one on Tairn’s chest. “It’s amazing.”
“It’s just in case I can’t keep up. Now I can come along!”
Just another reason to adore Xaden.” I know, right??? 🥹

[SPOILER] “Rhi cracks a huge yawn, then glances my way and does a double-take. “Violet Sorrengail,” she whispers, moving closer. “Are you wearing Riorson’s flight jacket?”
Liam’s head snaps in my direction, curse his stupidly good hearing.” T_T If you wanted to keep that a secret, you’re doing the worst job at it