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Akkarin (Spoilers)

In Trudi Canavan's tremendous Black Magician Trilogy, High Lord Akkarin sacrifices himself and dies by giving Sonea all his magic, draining himself and dying.

While I do not believe that this was necessary, and both could have survived, I have a theory as to why Akkarin did what he did.

He said it himself: "I watched the first woman I love die. I don't think I can survive loosing the second."

Akkarin was mortally scared of loosing Sonea. He couldn't bear the thought of loosing her. Already having went through the trauma of loosing his first lover, he knew another heartbreak would leave him beyond repair.

So he knew he must give Sonea all his power to ensure that she lives on. He didn't want to take the chances. He didn't want to see her die before him.

Another reason to why Akkarin let himself die so easily is, he had little left to live for. The city he spent most his life protecting has been ruined, his best friend whom he had to deceive finally trusted him only to die, he was an exile and he didn't know he had a son. Apart from Sonea, who Akkarin was sure would live on well, he hadn't had much left. At all.

So to ensure the last thing he loved in this world would live on (apart from his favourite wine), Akkarin risked his own life, and didn't regret it. He died with a smile.

(Though still, he didn't have to)

#trudi canavan #Akkarin #Sonea #blackmagicianseries #black magician trilogy #the high lord

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Oh boy the BMT

I've just finished the Black Magician Trilogy and well... I'm heartbroken to say the least. Akkarin was my favourite character through it all and he just... died so abruptly... so suddenly. So unexpectedly. It just hit me in the guts really bad.

The worst thing is he didn't even have to die. He really didn't. It was partially Sonea's and Akkarin's fault.

The Arena was still standing. If Akkarin didn't stop Sonea from going to the Arena to draw magic from it, both of them would've lived. Or if Sonea insisted on healing Akkarin instead of fighting the Ichani and then both of them went to the Arena, Akkarin would've lived.

While the book is tremendous, the ending is just heartwrenching. Sonea already went from being taken away from her family, thrust into a life as a magician where she was discriminated, believed she was being kept as a hostage, banished from her country, on the run with Akkarin, forced to fight for the guild and the King that had caused her so much pain only to lose Akkarin in the last moment. She's just been brutalised through the series and it's commendablethat she's managed to put up with so much. Akkarin's death is largely unfair.

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Oh my god...

Roses

Welp. I finally finished and feel as if this beast is ready. It started as a tiny fic based on a song (as always) and turned into this emotional mess. So be prepared and I hope you like it.

Roses

It was the tenth of February and he brought not one, but a dozen, to my door. I always hated roses, but for some reason I loved the white ones in his hand. Whenever I think back, that’s how I see him. Standing there holding a dozen roses with a smile on his handsome face. I guess in my head he’ll never fade. Him standing there with that stupid rose. That crooked smile that pushed the dimple into his chin. The way he made my heart flutter. The fact that he knew he could make my knees weak by combining all the moves.

I still don’t know how he knew it was my birthday.

But nothing could wipe that smile from my face. The one he always knew how to bring forth.

It took him three months to break me. I have no idea how he did it. Maybe it was because he refused to take my no as an answer. Maybe it was because he wouldn’t stop coming around every time I thought I had finally gotten rid of him. Either way he managed to do what no one else had ever done. He won me. And once he broke me, I gave him everything.

Before I knew it four years flew by and I couldn’t see anyone else but him in my future. I didn’t want anyone else but him in my future.

Roses became our thing. He brought me roses and somehow the girl who once hated flowers fell in love with flowers from him. They made me feel classic. Cassian with his leather jacket over his button down shirt. Me with my sweetheart dress that made his eyes linger. God we were my idea of perfect.

It was amazing; while it lasted.

I never thought time would change, I never thought anything would happen to break us. For the first time I was confident in myself. I was in love with Cassian and I wanted everyone to know it.

Four years together and yet it still felt brand new.

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