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21 " I . . . I don’t hate you.” His dark-eyed gaze held hers. “I don’t hate you either. "
― Morgan Rhodes , Rebel Spring (Falling Kingdoms, #2)
22 " She dreamed of escape—of growing wings like a bird and flying away from the palace, never to return. But, alas, she was a bird still locked tightly in her cage. "
23 " I’m not planning to assassinate her.” Jonas met each of their gazes in turn. “I’m planning to kidnap her. "
24 " Sometimes the smallest glimmer of inner strength is all that we have to help us press forward through the darkness. "
25 " But before she could speak another word, he crushed his mouth against hers. "
26 " Everyone mourned when their loved ones died. "
27 " It didn’t really matter who someone was, princess, peasant, rebel, or just a boy or a girl. "
28 " There are...sacrifices that must be made. "
29 " My dear girl, the king said as she and Magnus aproached. "You grow lovelier with each day that passes. It's quite remarkable." 'And you grow more hateful and disgusting. "
30 " Of course, the wedding! The Temple of Cleiona . . . the crowds will all be outside distracting the guards. Inside . . . it’s the perfect opportunity to assassinate the king and the prince. "
31 " A chill had spread through the tent, but perhaps it was only Magnus's blood cooling with each word he spoke. "
32 " I’ll rest up. As soon as I take care of the horses for his majesty.” “See you tomorrow.” She went up on her tiptoes to kiss Nic’s cheek. At the last moment he turned his face so she kissed his lips instead. This earned her a newly brightened ear-to-ear grin. “Till tomorrow, princess. "
33 " Everything and everyone would bow before him. Eternally. "
34 " Lysandra Barbas, please meet Princess Cleiona Bellos. "
35 " Another thing we have in common—a love of our individual lands. That’s good. So, tell me, princess, will you continue to fight me on everything I do? Or will you be nice and cooperate?” Cleo didn’t speak for a long, silent moment. But then she met his gaze full-on, and it was every bit as fierce as his was. “Fine. I’ll cooperate. But I might not be nice about it.” He couldn’t help but laugh. “I can live with that. "
36 " It didn't really matter who someone was, princess, peasant, rebel, or just a boy or a girl.Everyone mourned when their loved ones died. "
37 " You're dead wrong about two things.""Really?" He turned away and crossed his arms over his aching rib cage, fighting not to roll his eyes. "What's the first?""No one controls your destiny but you.""If you say so." Nic hissed out a long breath. "And the second?""That, to me, you are the very opposite of worthless. "
38 " The boy hung there, impaled, his eyes wide, and he stared at Magnus as if surprised. Such an expression on one who had fully meant to kill him only angered Magnus further. He "
39 " You really think that’s where any of us are headed?” She actually gave him a grin, baring straight white teeth, her face lit by the golden glow of the dawn. It jarred him to realize that Brion had been right—this girl was absolutely gorgeous. “I’ll see you in the darklands, Agallon. Save a demon or two for me. "
40 " It was unusual for a girl to be taught how to use weapons. Most believed girls were meant to cook and clean and look after the men. Which was ridiculous. Especially since Lysandra was a natural at this. "