The Stars Want Blood: Star Eaters Book One by Morgan Lawson

Author:Morgan Lawson [Lawson, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-06-19T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

EZRA

“I like your hair like this.”

That’s what Hazel had said once they’d dressed in the outfit Ezra had helped them pick out—a pair baggy jogger pants in white, just like the ones Sadie was wearing, beneath a kimono-like robe that fell unevenly over their lithe frame, white for the hip-length half on their right and down just past their knees in golden-embroidered black fabric on their left, belted across the middle with a wide white obi. Their short hair had been wrangled, pulled back from their face in intricate plaits speckled with small charms from the Vasíleio in which they ruled.

They had followed him back to his own chambers and watched in fascination as Ezra fashioned his own hair into the traditional styles of his kingdom, demanded he show them the simpler style so they could help, plucked their choice of flowers from a bowl left by the ággelos to decorate the intricate braid-work.

He reached a hand up and felt at his hair, the memory of Hazel’s compliment making him blush. A wide braid made a crown around his head at the top, flowers from the Elysium plains woven through it. From that, falling down his back with the rest of his hair, were two skinny flower-speckled braids as well as a few smaller bubbled braids interspersed amongst his dark chestnut waves.

His father likely would have beat him if he ever saw Ezra’s hair styled this intricately. It was too delicate, entirely too feminine for a man.

But Hazel had liked the way that it looked.

He’d done his hair as such many times during his time as a Constellite, had even given speeches to his Vasíleio plenty of times, but it felt different now. Each braid like a shield against the worry and grief spearing through him at the sight of the mournful ággelos that surround him. Hazel’s compliment like a balm to soothe his nerves as he stood before his kingdom, flanked by Deneb and Aldebaran, and assured them all that the Constellites were watching over them. That they were investigating the terrible deaths brought to their world and were making strides to assure the safety of all those residing in it.

It seemed to go well enough. The souls of the Vasíleio of Edafos seemed to be, for now, much more at peace. He could feel the alleviation amongst their quieter energies.

For just this second, things were okay. Despite their words, he had no assurances that things would remain okay, not with so little information offered them at the moment, but Ezra forced himself to swallow away those anxious thoughts of the future, instead choosing to focus on the now. Focus on these people who needed him, who relied on him.

Wanting to be ready the moment a soul called for him, Ezra had notified the clinic that he’d likely be called away for a family emergency, Grant already having been told and ready to take over. He hated having to do so, but for this, Ezra would leave his mortal life behind as much as he could.

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