Summary of Ruthless Vows by Rebecca Ross: (Letters of Enchantment Book 2) E-Book

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The epic conclusion to Divine Rivals follows Iris Winnow's return home, where Roman is missing and Oath remains in disbelief. Iris and Attie report on Dacre's movements, knowing the conflict is imminent. Roman, unable to remember his past, writes articles for Dacre, uncertain of his place in the war. A strange letter arrives, and Roman must decide whether to stand with Dacre or betray the god who healed him. As days grow darker, Roman and Iris risk their hearts and futures to change the war.

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Summary of Ruthless Vows by Rebecca Ross: (Letters of Enchantment Book 2)

Divine Rivals concludes with Iris Winnow's return, Roman missing, and Oath disbelieving. Roman writes articles for Dacre, uncertain of his place in the war. A letter arrives, and Roman and Iris risk their lives to change the war.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

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ENVA

There was never any doubt in her mind, even after all these dust-streaked mortal years, that Dacre would one day come for her. Enva knew her music would only hold him in his grave for so long. It didn’t matter how much she had sacrificed to sing it; the twisted spell she had sung over him would eventually fade in power.

She had strummed the lullaby for the entire turning of a year, from spring to summer, when gray storms turned the world green and soft. And then from summer to autumn, when the trees turned umber and gold, and rime cast a cloak over the dying grass. From autumn to winter, when mountains grew fangs of ice and the air was brittle, and then to spring once again.

It was enough to hold her former lover beneath the loam for centuries by mortal reckoning, and she had reassured the human king at the time. As for the other three divines … Alva, Mir, and Luz … Enva had never been worried about their waking.

But all good things eventually came to an end. And all songs had a final verse.

Dacre would wake, and she would be waiting for him.

Enva curled her long fingers into a fist at her side, feeling the ache in her swollen knuckles. She had known her spell would end, but what she hadn’t anticipated was the cost of swallowing so much power.

Momentarily lost to the past, Enva stood in a shadow on Broad Street, watching people hurry along their way, oblivious to her presence. But she was often overlooked, as was her preference. She could melt into a crowd of mortals like she had been born among them, with flesh doomed to bleed and decay, with a spirit that was like a candle flame, flickering and incandescent. Burning brilliant in the darkness.

She waited a few more moments for the sun to set. Only then did she step forward into the dusk and cross the street, her eyes on a particular café. She was almost certain she had been here before, long, long ago. Before this city had risen from a crosshatching of cobblestones. Before the buildings had been made of tall, steel skeletons.

She could almost remember this place if she let her memories fall back in time. If she dared to relive the era when she had dwelled with Dacre below. When she could have drowned in such lonely shadows, waking in his bed, longing for the sky.

He had put her in a gilded cage, but she had slipped away from his grasping hands.

Enva reached the café’s threshold. It was closed for the night, but locks had never stopped her before, and she stepped into the building and studied her surroundings. Yes, she had been here once, but this place had been vastly different then. She had the strange feeling that while everything around her had changed and evolved like the seasons, she had not. She was the same as she had been centuries ago, drawn from very old wind and cold constellations.

But she was not here to fall prey to what had been.

Enva narrowed her sight and stepped forward, searching for the door.

PART ONE

The Magic Still Gathers

A Grave Encounter

Spring had finally arrived in Oath, but Iris Winnow felt frost in her bones as she walked through the bustling city. She wore her trench coat, which smelled like rose perfume and provided her with armor. She wondered if Forest was following her, as he had been watching her for days. Iris couldn't resist a moment longer, as she realized that her older brother, Roman, had been deeply wounded from the war.

Iris hurried on her way, passing the Oath Gazette building where she had first met Roman and found her writings in the newspaper. She passed a quieter side street, where she saw words painted in bold red paint on a white brick wall: "Gods belong in their graves." This phrase had been painted on the side of a cathedral and library doors, often followed by the name Enva.

Iris reached the Inkridden Tribune, an ancient building in the basement, where she sat with Helena Hammond. Attie, who was sitting at the table, asked about Roman's whereabouts and status. Iris replied that she had sent out multiple telegrams since returning to Oath, sending shots to railroad stations that were still operational despite being close to the war front.

Attie asked if Iris had scrounged up any news about Roman, but Iris replied that she had sent out multiple telegrams since returning to Oath. The war had left a deep scar on Roman, and he had been unable to trust her. Iris continued her journey, hoping to speak to Forest later when she returned to their flat.

Iris, a woman who had been missing for two weeks, is reunited with her friend Helena Hammond in Oath. Helena, who had been a part of the B and B, has sent a letter to Iris, expressing her relief that she has returned safely to Oath. She also shares that Roman is still unaccounted for and that she is always welcome at Helena's sister's house in River Down.

Iris is still grieving for the loss of her friend Marisol, who had married Roman C. Kitt in the garden. The two weeks have been a blur, as she still feels the pain of the bombing and the shudder of the earth beneath her feet. Helena invites Iris and Attie to visit Marisol and her sister, but Iris is worried about Keegan, a captain in Enva's forces.

As Iris approaches Helena's office, a hush crept over the office. She notices Chancellor Verlice standing behind him, dressed in a three-piece navy suit with a red handkerchief. He seems to be looking through the editors and columnists he passes, and Iris's heart falters when he looks over and meets her stare from across the room.

Verlice has two security guards standing behind him in the hallway, barring anyone from coming or going. Helena shuts the door behind him, and the two security guards remain as sentries in the hallway, barring anyone from coming or going.

Iris is left to wonder if she has received any answers yet, but she is still trying to get used to the new typewriter she has been using. As she waits for news about Roman, Helena offers to help her find a way to reunite with Roman and their friends.

The Inkridden Tribune resumed its activity, with editors and columnists working on their papers. Attie and Helena were anxious about the chancellor's visit, as they had published articles about Clover Hill and Avalon Bluff being evacuated, bombed, and gassed. Helena explained that the chancellor didn't like the articles, but she and Iris wrote the truth about the attack.

Helena argued that the chancellor was likely a Dacre sympathizer, as they were eyewitnesses to the attack and were doing their jobs as reporters. She also mentioned that the chancellor seems to have strings attached to Dacre, willing to dance at the god's bidding. Helena also mentioned that Verlice blamed them for the vandalism of gods in their graves, which was painted on his driveway in bold letters this morning.

Iris and Helena needed to know how much time they had before the god reaches Oath and what they could do to prepare for it. They needed to return to the front, but Helena wanted them to take the rest of the day off to think about the situation and what it means for them. Iris nodded, her thoughts drifting to Forest, her brother's brother who wouldn't want her to leave.

Attie was uncertain about her friend's response, as she had five younger siblings and parents who loved her. She was also a musician who kept her violin hidden in the basement, defying the chancellor's law to surrender all stringed instruments. She had gifted her professor a subscription to the Inkridden Tribune, as he had once believed her writing wouldn't amount to anything.

Attie had never been one to let people like Chancellor Verlice or narrow-minded professors have the final say, and Iris was swiftly coming to learn that neither was she.

Iris, a young woman, leaves her parents' town house for a visit to a riverside park, where she and Forest had haunted when they were younger. She stops on a mossy rock, weighing her typewriter case, and gazes into the shallow rapids. She recalls a snail she had given to Forest years ago, but he denied it. As she walks home, she notices her flat door is ajar, and she wonders if he is worried about being recognized by people in Oath.

Iris calls Forest, who is inside her home, and she hears a curl of smoke and the sound of someone moving. She passes over the threshold and sees an older man dressed in a calfskin jacket and dark suit. He takes one last draw from his cigar, preparing for a fight, and asks where his son is. The chill spreads as they cross paths, making Iris feel a chill in her spine.

Words Bewitched

Iris, a working-class woman, unexpectedly meets Roman's father at the Kitts' estate. She is disheveled and alone, but her mind is set on wearing her finest clothes and serving tea and sandwiches. Iris is unsure of what to tell Mr. Kitt about Roman and how much he already knows. She asks him to make tea, but he refuses. Iris sees similarities between Roman and his father, such as their height, broad shoulders, and chiseled cheekbones.

Iris can tell when Roman is embarrassed or uncomfortable by his reddening face. However, Mr. Kitt's cheeks look ruddy from years of smoking and drinking.

Iris is initially skeptical, but he eventually reveals that he is withdrawing a folded newspaper from his jacket. Iris reads the front-page headline, and her heart lurches in familiarity, as if she had just caught a reflection of her face in a mirror. The encounter is a reminder of the stark contrast between Iris's working-class life and the Kitts' estate.

Mr. Kitt, a man who had been a victim of his son's actions, was shocked by Iris's story in the Tribune. He explained that Roman had always been drawn to stories and words, and she needed him to let him go. Iris reminisced about her wedding ring and the memories she had with him.

Mr. Kitt, furious, asked if Iris was with him, but she couldn't understand why he would legally fasten himself to someone like her. He explained that Roman had broken into Iris's flat and insulted her, and she had nothing more to say to him. She then asked for him to come home and forgive him for his actions.

Mr. Kitt, with bloodshot eyes and smoke on his breath, paused and looked at Iris. He acknowledged that Roman was different from his father and wanted to have him back home. Iris had two seconds to decide on her parting words, but knew that he was powerful and keen to have Roman back home.

Iris told him that Roman was not in Oath, and he was not in Oath. Iris's unspoken words seemed to hit him, and he walked past her, leaving her alone in the storm. Tears burned her eyes, and she slowly sank to her knees, feeling anger and remorse.

Two Sides to Every Story

Iris is becoming a girl made of regrets, constantly thinking about her brother Forest and his whereabouts. She wishes she had never let go of his hand that day and stayed by his side when they were trying to help soldiers on the hill. Forest is quiet and hesitant to talk about Roman, as he is not in Oath and has not spoken about Dacre.

Forest apologizes for not being there when Iris got home from work and offers to help her find a job. Iris is proud of Forest and asks if she left a note for him. He tells her that Helena has asked her and Attie to return to the front, and she has only been back two weeks. Forest explains that it is his job and that he should have never left her and her mother.

Iris and Forest share a heartfelt conversation about their past and the importance of not leaving their loved ones behind. They both feel a sense of regret and regret for not doing something to protect them from Dacre. They also discuss their future together, as they both feel a sense of responsibility and responsibility towards each other.

Forest, a wounded and healed soldier, is fighting for the enemy. Iris, who was tasked with reporting on the war, is nearly blown to pieces by a grenade during the barrage. Iris wonders why Forest went to the front lines, as she knows he enlisted because he heard Enva playing her harp one evening. Forest explains that he was fighting for their future and the people in the west who needed aid.

Iris wonders if she should be thankful to Dacre for saving him or furious that her brother now lives with such painful scars. She asks Forest about his wounds and he tells her that he doesn't feel well on most days. She wonders how she would explain how he lived with mortal wounds and how he was healed when he should be dead.

Forest whispers to Iris that he knows more than she does about this and that Kitt won't remember him. Iris cries, but Forest holds her gaze, causing Iris to hate being at odds with him. He finally tells her not to return to the front, as it's too dangerous. He tells her to remain safe and that he won't remember her for a long time.

Following the conversation, Forest retreated to their mother's old room, which he had taken for his own since they returned home.

Iris wakes up in the middle of the night, waking up to the sound of music playing on her violin. She finds her mother, Aster, in the living room, and they discuss their relationship. Aster suggests listening to the music, which Iris finds comforting. Iris is confused about the idea of listening to music like this, but Aster assures her that it is not illegal.

Iris notices Nan's radio on the sideboard, and she listens to the music. The music becomes dissonant, and Iris tries to hold her mother, but she is pulled up by a warm hand. Forest tells Iris it was just a dream, and she realizes it is the first time she has dreamt in weeks. Forest reminds Iris that she is late for work and that she cursed since she left.

Iris wakes up to see the rain streaking down the window, realizing it had made her oversleep. She quickly dresses for the storm, laced up her wartime boots, and leaves the bedroom, bringing her purse, trench coat, and typewriter.