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By 1558 nothing was certain. Nothing, after all, was ever certain; but the dawning realization that Mary would never give birth to an heir was gradually transforming Elizabeth’s position. Over five threatening years, she had played a weak hand with skill and impressive sang-froid. Now, for the first time in her political life, she held aces.
... See moreHelen Castor • Elizabeth I
“It’s why we’re considered the most neutral of the isles. Perfect for trade.” Narelle shrugs. “What you call gods, we call science. What you call fate, we call coincidence. What you call the divine intervention of love, we call…” She flourishes her hand. “Alchemy. Two substances combined to make something entirely new, not unlike what’s between the
... See moreRebecca Yarros • Onyx Storm (The Empyrean Book 3)
Cazaril’s attention was arrested by a pebble that lay on the pavement near his knee. It was so dense. So persistent. The gods could not lift so much as a feather, but he, a mere human, might pick up this ancient unchanging object and place it wherever he wished, even into his pocket. He wondered why he had never appreciated the stubborn fidelity of
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Cazaril melted, and was cupped in Her hands. He thought She drank him, siphoning him out of the violent concatenation of the dy Jironal brothers and the demon, who shot away elsewhere. He was blown from Her lips again, back down in a tightening spiral through the great slash in the world that was his death, and once again into his body. Dy
... See moreJane, Genevieve