for the Reverse Writer asks: 3, 6 about The Magekiller's Bride and 16!
(If y'all have not read Magekiller's Bride, what are you waiting for?? hop to it 👏) AHEM
3. What line or scene made you fall in love with my writing?
There was something not quite right about her new husband, Rook thought as she stood opposite Lucanis Dellamorte in a resplendent gown of white. Something strange. Something… off.
Outwardly, he looked perfectly normal; handsome, even, in sombre black velvet and silver trimmings, with a silk cravat at his throat and his raven hair in a queue. His face was unsmiling but he wasn't frowning—showing neither pleasure nor displeasure at his upcoming nuptials. His voice was steady when they exchanged their vows. His hands were too when he slid her wedding band firmly onto her finger. But his eyes, as they watched her own hands shake to place the matching ring on his, were far too intense to be anything but warning.
When Rook managed to fit the ring past the callous of his second knuckle to the base of his finger, she swore his brown eyes flashed violet. For a second, she felt the temperature drop several degrees—as if a cold wind had descended upon the Villa gardens—and the hairs on the back of her neck, sticky now with unexplainable cold sweat, stood on end with the uncomfortable feeling of being watched by something… other.
what an absolute spectacular way of beginning a story. And with the added bonus of knowing the why and the how he's like this. I STILL think of this story's version of Inner Demons. The reveal of the rooms. Plus...all of Illario's scenes are absolutely GOLDEN
His hand twitched at his side—but he was thinking about it. "He could kill you without a weapon," he warned. "He has done so with bare hands before."
"So have I," she countered. She opened her hand again. "Don't underestimate me. Give me a knife."
He hesitated one last time. The temptation proved too much. He strode over to her and unsheathed a blade. It was a long dagger, wickedly sharp with a worn leather hilt. A favourite of his then, she noted as he pressed it into her palm. "I have a weak spot on my left side," he told her grimly. He tapped the spot with a finger. "A wound that healed wrong after the Ossuary. I will not be able to twist far to defend it. Strike me there behind my ribs if you need."
She held the dagger tightly in her grip. Well-balanced and well-oiled. "Thank you."
6. Is there a specific character you think I write well?
If there's a Crow character in any of your stories, whether this one or Rookie or in the inbetweens--I know they're in good hands. Lucanis is a gimme, but Viago and Illario? Absolutely FANTASTIC characterizations every time. ESPECIALLY Illario👏
16. Pitch me a oneshot idea that you think I'd knock out of the park
-For whatever reason, the first thing that popped in my head seeing this was "oh Isotta and Isadora meet up. Two competent assassins of House de Riva working together, let's go." Poor Viago and Lucanis though HAHAHAH "Oh no now there's TWO of them"
But if I had to think of anything: -I'd give ANYTHING to see how Lucanis and Spite survived the Ossuary in the Magekiller verse. Or even juicier yet: a reverse thing where Lucanis saves Rook from her own demon >)