#did tamlin brutally punish him for some amalgam of being too close to Fey and ALSO HATING HYBERN

[flowerflamestars]

Starlight sneak peek

Lucien Vanserra was on fire. No, he was fire. Lucien was the flame of the forest and bleeding red of the Hunters moon. He was the goddamn fire, not the pain, and he was going to burn the High Priestess of Spring to fucking bone if she didn’t stop touching him.   It was an effort, to open his eyes.   Inathe wasn’t even pretending to be looking over the freshly accumulated whip marks that rended muscle and skin down his back. Stroking his uninjured shoulder, the tips of her polished nails lingering, catching on the thin fabric of Lucien’s ruined shirt. Lucien was going to cut off her fucking hands.  About the same time he thought it clearly, head ringing with agony, Inathe noticed he was awake.   “Find succor,” She purred, blue eyes burning. “Harsh justice makes just men.”   Lucien spit blood on the perfect Spring-white flagstones. “I have asked you not to touch me.”   Inathe retracted her hand. Held them both to her heart, eyes cast down to show off the shadowed expanse of full lips and dark lashes to the fullest extent. “My lord,” Lucien was not a gods damned lord, he’d never be one, “I am but a holy vessel. When my hands reach it is the Mother who offers comfort.”