Today the Blog Tour for Fall of Thrones and Thorns by Jennifer Ellision stops by The Rest Is Still Unwritten thanks to Xpresso Book Tours! Yesterday my review of Fall of Thrones and Thorns went live and the day before that I reviewed the second book in the series Riot of Storm and Smoke--hope you managed to check them out.
I've really enjoyed reading this series and hope you enjoy the excerpt I have to share with you today!
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After Bree’s life was torn apart, Nereidium had represented a haven to her. A place that—if she could save it—was beyond the King’s reach.
And, at last, she’s arrived upon its shores. But things in Nereidium are not what they should be.
The land is plagued by a rash of mysterious earthquakes, the likes of which it’s never known. The governors are distracted by old traditions, while Bree and her friends grapple with changing identities and the sense that the longer they wait to take action… the greater the danger from Egria grows.
Bree is tired of living under the shadow of King Langdon’s power. And she’s tired of waiting for him to be the first to act.
In this final chapter of the Threats of Sky and Sea series, it all comes down to Nereidium or Egria. To Bree or the King. It’s kill… or be killed.
And not everyone will escape the battle unscathed.
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From Fall of Thrones and Thorns......
The water is darkened with my spilled lies and the blood’s still slick against my palms when the Nereid soldiers seize us, along with anyone else who made it safely to land. From the corner of my eye, I watch them swing from the ship’s ladders to board the vessel, searching for other survivors.
They won’t find many more of us. The battle at sea that found us limping into Nereid waters took many lives—especially once the Egrian ships unleashed Ruin’s Reaping.
My wild eyes scan the shoreline, taking in the soldiers milling like wasps around us as they take inventory of our people, our weapons, our dispositions. They easily outnumber us three to one.
They’re easier to look at than my companions right now. I can’t bear to see Meddie and Liam’s jaws dropped, right alongside Lady Lilia’s. I can’t look at Elena, her face doing that impassive thing that makes her look too much like her sister for comfort. I most definitely can’t bring myself to take in Aleta, Tregle, and Caden’s eyes, looking shocked and betrayed as they review everything I’ve said since meeting them, picking through the moments of deception and honest mistakes alike.
Especially Aleta, who thought she was the one coming home to her family. And I just took that away from her.
I’m hauled ashore, trembling as the full implications of what I’ve just revealed set in. My wet feet sludge through the rough grains of sand along the beach, and my breath sticks in my throat as I’m fumbled from hand to hand, soldier to soldier. I trip and stumble, grateful for something to hold me up, but desperate to break free and run from all of this.
No. I can’t run anymore. I came here for a reason. Whatever happens, I need to remember that. This isn’t a simple case of self-exploration, of wanting to know where I came from.
The Nereids need to know what’s coming for them.
The water is darkened with my spilled lies and the blood’s still slick against my palms when the Nereid soldiers seize us, along with anyone else who made it safely to land. From the corner of my eye, I watch them swing from the ship’s ladders to board the vessel, searching for other survivors.
They won’t find many more of us. The battle at sea that found us limping into Nereid waters took many lives—especially once the Egrian ships unleashed Ruin’s Reaping.
My wild eyes scan the shoreline, taking in the soldiers milling like wasps around us as they take inventory of our people, our weapons, our dispositions. They easily outnumber us three to one.
They’re easier to look at than my companions right now. I can’t bear to see Meddie and Liam’s jaws dropped, right alongside Lady Lilia’s. I can’t look at Elena, her face doing that impassive thing that makes her look too much like her sister for comfort. I most definitely can’t bring myself to take in Aleta, Tregle, and Caden’s eyes, looking shocked and betrayed as they review everything I’ve said since meeting them, picking through the moments of deception and honest mistakes alike.
Especially Aleta, who thought she was the one coming home to her family. And I just took that away from her.
I’m hauled ashore, trembling as the full implications of what I’ve just revealed set in. My wet feet sludge through the rough grains of sand along the beach, and my breath sticks in my throat as I’m fumbled from hand to hand, soldier to soldier. I trip and stumble, grateful for something to hold me up, but desperate to break free and run from all of this.
No. I can’t run anymore. I came here for a reason. Whatever happens, I need to remember that. This isn’t a simple case of self-exploration, of wanting to know where I came from.
The Nereids need to know what’s coming for them.
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