The Crown of Gilded Bones (Blood and..

“I bet there’s a lot you haven’t heard of.” Jasper took a
drink. “Did you know that Nyktos has a Consort?”
“He does?” I stared at the older wolven.
Kieran looked at me. “How do you think he had
offspring?”
“First off, he could have multiple special people in his
life,” I pointed out. “But most importantly, he’s the God of
Life. Couldn’t he just create his children?”
“He probably could.” Casteel tugged lightly on my braid.
“But he didn’t create his children like that. He and his
Consort did it the old-fashioned way.”
“What is her name?” I asked. “And why is this the first
time I’m even hearing about her?”
“No one knows her name,” he answered. “She has only
ever been known as the Consort.”
“Well, that sounds…sexist,” I muttered.
“Can’t disagree with that,” Casteel replied. “And to
answer your other question, no one knows why the
Ascended decided to erase some of these bigger details
from their history.”
“Maybe they didn’t know,” Jasper pointed out. “Only the
oldest of the Ascended, those first turned, would’ve known
the real history of our lands and peoples. And most, if not all
of them, were killed before the war.” Queen Eloana had
ordered that—the execution of all vamprys once they
became too numerous and too blood-hungry to control. “It
was the later ones, those turned by the Atlantians and who
traveled farther east that fought back so strongly.”
“Godly magic can be found here, right? Like the eather
in the bones of the deities,” I said, and a hot pulse of anger
radiated from Casteel.
“Not just in the bones of a deity, but also in the blood of
a god.” Jasper stopped pacing, coming to stand near the
terrace doors of the living area. He took a deep drink,
finishing off the whiskey. “Of course, it’s easier to visit a