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327 pages, Hardcover
First published April 4, 2013
"Isn't it wonderful, being in love?"
"No." It feels like the rope is back around my throat, cutting off my air supply.
"The walls, the floors, the ceiling, all black. Everything except the windows- those are a horrible bloody crimson.
This room is smaller than the others, and already crowded with courtiers fleeing . We move through the press, pushing when we have to. Like the outer room, everything in this room is black, from the wood floor to the wall panels."
"The seventh apartment was closely shrouded in black velvet tapestries that hung all over the ceiling and down the walls, falling in heavy folds upon a carpet of the same material and hue. But in this chamber only, the color of the windows failed to correspond with the decorations. The panes here were scarlet -- a deep blood color.
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But in the western or black chamber the effect of the fire-light that streamed upon the dark hangings through the blood-tinted panes, was ghastly in the extreme, and produced so wild a look upon the countenances of those who entered, that there were few of the company bold enough to set foot within its precincts at all."
“And I’m falling in love with you,” he whispers. “But I would throw you in the water and watch crocodiles tear you to bits, if I thought that doing so would accomplish my goals. Do. Not. Trust. Anyone. Especially me.”