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“Neither Rowan nor Yew, but somewhere between. A pale tree in winter, neither red, gold, nor green. Black hides the bloodstain, forever his mark. Alone in the castle, Prince of the dark.”

If Elm doesn’t become king or he dies I’m gonna throw hands

“The dark bird has three heads,” Emory said, his voice strangled, an invisible rope around his neck. “Highwayman, Destrier, and another. One of age, of birthright. Tell me, Ravyn Yew, after your long walk in my wood—do you finally know your name?”

Me thinks Ravyn might be a direct descendent of Bennet, who Elspeth met, the only son of the Shepherd king with grey eyes instead of yellow.

"The journey to the twelfth Card will three barters take. The first comes at water—a dark, mirrored lake. The second begins at the neck of a wood, where you cannot turn back, though truly, you should"
"The last barter waits in a place with no time. A place of great sorrow, bloodshed and crime. No sword there can save you, no mask hide your face. You return with the Twin Alders …
But youll never leave that place"

"There is a place in the darkness she and I share. Think of it as a secluded shore along dark waters. A place I forged to hide things I rather forget. I went there from time to time in our 11 years together. To give Elspeth reprieve. And, most recently" he added, tapping his fingernails on the wall "to spare myself the particulars of her rather incomprehensible attachment to u”

So he sent Elspeth there to forget?

“There once was a girl,” he said, his voice slick, “clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a King—a shepherd by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same:
“The girl, the King, and the monster they became.”

Know this off by heart by now 🙄

“What does the Shepherd King want?” he asked the girl-spirit. “What is he after?”
"Balance,” she answered, head tilting like a bird of prey. “To right terrible wrongs. To free Blunder from the Rowans.” Her yellow eyes narrowed, wicked and absolute. “To collect his due.”

But his soul carried on, buried deep in Elspeth Spindle, the only woman Ravyn had ever loved.

I was the darkness and the darkness was me, and together we rolled with the tide, lulled toward a shore I could neither see nor hear. All was water—all was salt.

To anyone who’s ever felt lost in a wood. There is a
strange sort of finding in losing.

“Her name is Tabitha, not that you need to know. Because you? You’re going to keep my wife’s name out of your fucking mouth.”

THIS 🤌🏻🤌🏻

“Anyway, girls. This is Gwen.”

Ooooh Gwen as in, Bash and Gwen from book 4!! GOT IT

“Is getting married as exhausting as it looks?”
I snort and roll my head along the back of the couch to look at the teenager. “Girl. Have you met men? Everything about them is exhausting.”

Lmaaaoo true that

“Kill you or fuck you, Tabby?” My voice drops lower. “Oh, I’ve decided.”
"Fuck,” she mutters, teeth strumming her bottom lip as she glances away.
"Yep. That’s the one.”
“Friendly reminder that this marriage is fake,” she mutters, focusing just a little too hard on the table where our friends sit.
"Nothing fake about how wet you are right now.”

Kicking my feet screaming crying teehee

“I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with me being a porn star. If you want to see me fuck someone, the bathroom is right there. Drag me in there right now, and you can watch in the mirror while I bend you over.”

MY LORD

“Just fucking let me take care of you. Where is it?” He glances up at me, and my stomach bottoms out. All those dark features homed in on me. Him on his knees for me. Wanting to take care of me."

Are we still talking about the burn in your hand..?

"I have a summer home in Emerald Lake. There are laws that require me to leave. Staying for more than six months is frowned upon by immigration. And my time is almost up."

I can see the whole plot already:
Rhys doesnt want to uproot Milo but wants to be near him
So hell want stay longer in CND instead of going Florida
So hell need a visa of some type
"Im marrying someone Canadian" visa
Thus, marriage of convenience

I wish I could say I don’t think about Tabitha.
But that would be a lie. Because much like the very first time I met her, I can’t get the woman out of my head.
Haven’t been able to for the past two years.

Only downhill from here I’m afraid
There there pat pat pat

It looks like a hippie haven. And she’s the queen. I love her already.
“I do plenty of online consultations, so this isn’t out of the ordinary for me. And please, call me Trixie.”

OH MY GOD. Trixie as in…Cole’s Therapist Trixie? The lady from Gold Rush Series??
I feel like we’ve come full circle🤯🤯

She smiles now
Its fucking blinding. Its a weapon, and she knows exactly what shes doing
Before, I was quiet because Im always suspicious of people. Now Im quiet because my brain is short circuiting, my eyes are wandering over shiny strands of dark hair, tan skin, and the feminine flare of her hips.
Tabitha is hot, she thinks I might have bodies buried in my basement, and has a mean handshake
Strangely, Im into it

“Kill you or fuck you, Tabby?” My voice drops lower. “Oh, I’ve decided.”
"Fuck,” she mutters, teeth strumming her bottom lip as she glances away.
"Yep. That’s the one.”
“Friendly reminder that this marriage is fake,” she mutters, focusing just a little too hard on the table where our friends sit.
"Nothing fake about how wet you are right now.”

Kicking my feet screaming crying teehee

“I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with me being a porn star. If you want to see me fuck someone, the bathroom is right there. Drag me in there right now, and you can watch in the mirror while I bend you over.”

MY LORD

“Just fucking let me take care of you. Where is it?” He glances up at me, and my stomach bottoms out. All those dark features homed in on me. Him on his knees for me. Wanting to take care of me."

Are we still talking about the burn in your hand..?

"I have a summer home in Emerald Lake. There are laws that require me to leave. Staying for more than six months is frowned upon by immigration. And my time is almost up."

I can see the whole plot already:
Rhys doesnt want to uproot Milo but wants to be near him
So hell want stay longer in CND instead of going Florida
So hell need a visa of some type
"Im marrying someone Canadian" visa
Thus, marriage of convenience

I wish I could say I don’t think about Tabitha.
But that would be a lie. Because much like the very first time I met her, I can’t get the woman out of my head.
Haven’t been able to for the past two years.

Only downhill from here I’m afraid
There there pat pat pat

It looks like a hippie haven. And she’s the queen. I love her already.
“I do plenty of online consultations, so this isn’t out of the ordinary for me. And please, call me Trixie.”

OH MY GOD. Trixie as in…Cole’s Therapist Trixie? The lady from Gold Rush Series??
I feel like we’ve come full circle🤯🤯