He’d managed to slip some Hush Slush into Ro’s dinner the night before and wiped out her voice for eight glorious hours. Keefe glared at both of them, wishing he still had some of his favorite elixirs handy. “Is that what you’re calling it?” Ro asked, plopping next to him and bouncing the mattress so hard that Keefe almost let out a yelp. “See? It’s my brooding, mysterious look.” “What? This is how I smile now!” Keefe tightened his jaw and raised one eyebrow. “I might be willing to believe you,” Elwin told him, “if you weren’t gritting your teeth every time you move.” Not that he cared-he had big plans to trash all of Alvar’s stuff as soon as he was done hiding out there.

“Look! I’m all better!” Keefe promised, waving his arms and almost knocking over the ugly lamp on the table next to the bed. Hope you enjoy! - Shannon Messenger + DAY ONE + So imagine these scenes happening at the same time as all the crazy stuff Sophie & Crew are doing during chapters 36–60 of this book. Don’t worry, the bonus Keefe hilarity will still be here when you’re ready! And now that I’ve sufficiently warned you-*pauses to give you one last chance to flee*- the pages you’re about to read cover what Keefe was up to during his recovery. If you haven’t read Nightfall yet, SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT! Even the rest of this paragraph isn’t safe, so if you snuck back here because you’re channeling your inner Silveny (KEEFE! KEEFE! KEEFE!), you might want to wait. And their greatest danger is not the warriors coming to destroy them-but the forbidden romance that’s grown between them. But unlocking his heritage will also unlock the memory Audra needs him to forget. He has a power to claim-the secret language of the West Wind, which only he can understand. When a hasty mistake reveals their location to the enemy who murdered both of their families, Audra’s forced to help Vane remember who he is. Even if it means sacrificing her own life. She’s also a guardian-Vane’s guardian-and has sworn an oath to protect Vane at all costs. She walks on the wind, can translate its alluring songs, and can even coax it into a weapon with a simple string of commands. Seventeen-year-old Audra is a sylph, an air elemental. And he has no idea if the beautiful, dark-haired girl who’s swept through his dreams every night since the storm is real. Seventeen-year-old Vane Weston has no idea how he survived the category five tornado that killed his parents.

Shannon messenger let the sky fall