For business reasons, we had to pull together a traffic summary from the website. Turns out that Maud’s novella is our most successful Innkeeper to date. That’s pretty amazing. Thank you, guys.
The comment section is blowing up at the latest Innkeeper posts, with some posts getting over 600 comments. That’s a lot of comments to scroll past. To help you get a hold on the comment section, we have enabled some new options. If you look at the comment section of this post, you will see a new option to subscribe to follow-up comments to your reply. Hopefully this will make things easier to load. I tested it and it seems to work. Please let us know if you are having trouble with it.
Because we were testing Jetpack as a way to allow you to receive follow-up comments, the sign up to receive this blog feed by email option was also enabled for a short time and some of you signed up. I’m sorry, but at this point we are not interested in allowing a direct signup to receive Innkeeper entries by email. It is done for several reasons, piracy being one, with the main reason being impracticality. Jet Pack plugin is a massive resource hog. It’s buggy, slow, it drags the site down, and I hate it with a passion of ten thousand suns. Periodically it peters out and we have to turn it off. Right now, for example, it is causing a twenty second delay for me. It’s not the most reliable system. If you want to be notified of Innkeeper posts, please sign up for the main blog feed here: https://ilona-andrews.com/newsletter/. We always send out a notice when the Innkeeper is posted. The newsletter for the the main blog is done through Mail Chimp and allows us for better editing tools with regards to subscriptions, appearance, etc.
We are looking into updating the theme of this site to something that will let us manage the information a little better. For some reasons people have difficulty finding extras, innkeeper site, and so on, so clearly our current set up needs a minor overhaul.
And that concludes the boring admin Monday. Here is a tiny Hugh snippet bribe for reading through all that.
Elara paced in her room. Traces of her magic slipped out of her, trailing her body. The gentle glow of custom feylantern bathed the room in soothing buttery-yellow glow, but her temper needed a hell of a lot more than some ambient light to soothe itself.
That fucking bastard.
When she’s insisted on the joint decision provision, she was thinking of limiting his reach. At the time, it seemed like a perfectly reasonable choice.
Elara closed her eyes and whispered, projecting her voice. “Savannah.”
The echo of her power flew through the castle, finding its target. Savannah was on her way.
Elara wanted to march back into Hugh’s bedroom and crush him with her power until he groveled. To wipe that smug grin off his face.
She stopped and took a deep breath. Her magic swirled out and Hugh stood in her room, exactly as she remembered him, a perfect copy of the man, just slightly transparent when she looked at a feylantern through him.
She circled him, examining him, the broad powerful shoulders, the sculpted arms, the flat stomach, tree trunk legs… Built to crush all opposition. The man emanated a predatory confidence. If he said he would kill something, it would die. She was sure of it now.
A trail of faint scars marked his chest, no more than lighter lines across his left pectoral, over the heart, ribs, and side. She felt him heal his people. He had to be able to heal himself, or he would have a lot more scars.
What sort of damage was severe enough to resist his healing?
Food for thought.