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278 pages, Hardcover
First published September 9, 2014
“I clench my jaw and narrow my eyes. I am no wilting Alben, I am a fierce and strong Melenese woman. And I am not the victim of any cruel jokes. Spirits below, I will make certain he knows I am not to be toyed with.”
“You couch your motivations under the banner of protecting me, when it comes down to the fact that you think you are better than I am and more equipped to rule my life.”
“They’re wrong, you know. About you. Your uncle and Lord Downpike. You are smart and brave and terribly important.”
She laughs. “Oh, I know that, silly. But it’s easier not to let them realize it, because then they’d stop ignoring me, and they’d realize how much mischief I really get up to.”
"I always draw FATE. But fate is a slippery thing, is it not?(...) Paths do not only go one way. We choose which direction to take. I refuse to believe that any outside forces can determine the course of my life."
⇉ And I ❤ every whopping second of it!⇇
WHAT WE GET:
"No. I will not become Mama, dependent on a man who thinks himself better than her and grateful for the privilege of his condescension."
“I refuse to be ruled, whether by those with bad intentions or those with good.”
"What are you doing?"
“Picking you up so we can run!”
“Don’t be daft, my hand is broken, not my feet!”
“Right, that was stupid. Stupid.”
“They’re wrong, you know. About you. Your uncle and Lord Downpike. You are smart and brave and terribly important.”
She laughs. “Oh, I know that, silly. But it’s easier not to let them realize it, because then they’d stop ignoring me, and they’d realize how much mischief I really get up to.”
“Shall we?” I slip my hand into place, and my voice trembles as I say, “Yes.” For some reason, it feels as though I am answering a far more important question.
Ok, so I bet you noticed I haven't mentioned the world building or the magic system.
I do not resign myself to this fate. I claim it as my own. Forever.
6.5 out of 10
"Dear Mama, I am being stalked by not one but two men of exceptionally high birth. One is a madman who tortured me and promised to make me love him forever. The other is a madman who gave me his shadow and lives to make my life difficult."
Dear Mama, I am most certainly not dead.
Beaming, I step through and am greeted on one side by a woman in scarlet.
She is beautiful, I think with a pang of jealousy, before realizing that I am greeting my reflection.