The Silver Crow

The Silver Crow

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They defeated the gods. Together, they made the impossible possible. But when the team hoped for peace and Rook returned to Treviso with her beloved Lucanis, the shadows of her past were about the disrupt their idea of a peaceful future. Crows were not the type to live a happily ever after in peace anyway, weren't they? Even if the gods threatened the world, it never stood still. With new insights on Rook's past, Viago de Riva can't keep it hidden from his younger sister anymore. With the emotional and physical scars of the past months still fresh, another threat looms in the dark.This time, it's personal.
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A blind elven mage bound to the Fade. A necromancer who would spend his last heartbeat to keep her breathing. When the ancient Evanuris stir the Blight to life, Elora "Rook" Ingellvar leads the battered Veilguard to forge an impossible alliance-Nevarra's Mourn Watch and Antiva's Crows-while the silver wildfire under her skin grows more volatile each day. Emmrich Volkarin, scholar of death and the man who loves her, hunts a forbidden rite that could lash his life to hers...or ruin them both. From corpse-lit catacombs to the knives-and-masques of Halamshiral, the Veilguard navigate conspiracies where smiles are weapons and mirrors are doors. Courts and crypts alike hide designs on Rook's power; an unseen hand reaches to cut the Fade's anchor from her and set it in another. Old rivals return wearing new crests. Lovers become each other's shield-and temptation. As Caer Dathlen bleeds and ballroom music drowns the sound of drawn steel, Rook must choose what her power is for-and who gets to choose with her. Love, obsession, and duty tangle in a war against gods who do not know how to die. If the Evanuris mean to drown Thedas, the Veilguard will teach them to bleed.

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