" My gaze cuts toward Cardan. I walk over to him, squat down, and begin to prize off his royal ring. He tries to pull his hand out og my grasp, but hes tied in such a way that he cant. I yank it off his finger. I hate how i feel around him, the irrational panic when i touch his skin.
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― Holly Black , The Cruel Prince (The Folk of the Air, #1)