We were in the middle of a dance when he muttered something about nose cones and then vanished. It was very romantic.
I'm glad (the Darkling) will be gone from this place. Even for a short while. I hate having him in our home.
(Zoya wanted to hold tight to Genya, take in the flowery scent of her hair, ask a thousand questions.)
'Do not speak to me of costs.' Her voice rang through the clearing, red hair burning like autumn fire. The patch she wore was emblazoned with Alina's symbol. It shone like a star.
You push us away, keep us at arm's distance so you won't mourn us. But you'll mourn us anyway. That's the way love works.
I'm almost as rare as you, but I'd hardly say saving the queen's sagging tits makes me as important as you.
Remember me when you board that ship, Moi Tsar. Remember me when you take your last look at Ravka as it slips beneath the horizon.
