Silverblood by Jamie Foley

Author:Jamie Foley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781953419521
Publisher: Fayette Press
Published: 2021-06-23T16:00:00+00:00

Lysander couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched. Maybe Felix looked on from afar, or maybe Heron’s presence was grinding a hole through his sanity.

They were close now—closer than anyone realized. The forest grew tangled with dangling vines, the humidity thickened, and branches burst with tropical flowers. Even this far north from the coast, and despite the recent drought to the east, the jungle flourished.

Lysander might have been able to see Coriander’s camp through the vegetation if it weren’t cloaked by Phoera light-benders. Maybe the elementalist guards were the source of his unease. Maybe they wouldn’t reveal themselves to him since he led such a strange group.

What’s wrong? Nariellyn’s voice broke through his mind as she urged her xavi to trot alongside Sorrel.

Lysander scolded himself. My mental shields obviously aren’t working.

No, you’re improving quickly. Just keep practicing and you’ll be out of the rookie phase in no time. He could feel Nariellyn’s gaze on him, but he didn’t meet her gaze. Why are you so . . . anxious?

Lysander considered brushing her off, then decided it probably wouldn’t hurt to tell her. We’re very close to our destination. I’m reconsidering letting Soaring Heron in.

Why? Nariellyn asked.

Because he’s untrustworthy.

She inclined her head out of the corner of Lysander’s vision. That’s probably true.

Lysander appreciated that he wasn’t the only one who disliked the arrogant Darkwood prince. Is there a way with thought magic to prevent him from knowing the camp’s location, or . . . ?

Nariellyn’s xavi tossed its head and bobbed its thick, pointed tail. Advanced thought-readers can create false memories, but they can’t erase real ones. She leaned forward and patted her mount’s neck. You could just assassinate him.

Lysander snorted, then realized it might give their secret conversation away. He yearned to glance back at Brooke, wondering if she were listening in. He barely resisted the temptation to pry into her thoughts.

I never take a life without good reason, he thought.

Uh-huh, Nariellyn’s thought-voice was flat. So, you should woo Brooke with intellectual stuff. Like philosophy or riddles or whatever. You know, boring stuff that smart people talk about.

Lysander nearly fell off his gryphon. What?

Normal flirting won’t work on her—she’s heard it all because of politicians trying to suck up to her. So gifts and compliments and stuff don’t really mean anything because it’s almost always followed by someone wanting a favor.

Lysander didn’t know how to interrupt her without tipping Brooke off to a conversation he really, really didn’t want her involved in.

He gathered himself for a straightforward response. Thanks, but I’m obviously not interested in pursuing her. She’s engaged, in case you hadn’t noticed.

He’s a pile of dung, in case you hadn’t noticed.

Lysander grunted. There’s nothing I can do about it.

You could talk to her.

I already did, and she doesn’t want me, okay? Something between shame and defeat corkscrewed into his heart. I appreciate your aether training, but I didn’t ask you for advice. If you want to play matchmaker, she’s the one you need to bother.

He didn’t

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