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It was not a sacrifice. It was an exchange: Close your eyes, child, and you will see an entire world.
“Eyes are a very inefficient way to see.”
“Is it really a sacrifice if it’s taken instead of offered?”
“You’re lucky,” he said, “that I have a soft spot for caged birds.”
Am I just obsessed with books where the FMC is called a bird by the MMC?
One day, the pain won’t matter anymore, and the power it grants you will matter immensely.
“You laugh because you don’t know them,” I said. “I laugh because you don’t know me.”
“Beautiful. Mysterious. Dangerous. And an obvious, clear-as-the-fucking-moon mistake.”
don’t believe that.” He jabbed his pen at me. “That little chin wobbling thing. Enough of the theatrics.”
“I’m sorry. A woman alone in this world sometimes needs to perform to make men take her seriously.” Only a little true. Perform, or suppress. Rarely anything in the middle.
Facts
“Good to know that human kings have so much respect for life,” Atrius muttered to me, and I couldn’t help but let out a ragged laugh at that. “I’m sure vampire kings are very kind to their subjects.” His lips thinned. “Maybe kings are the problem,” he remarked.
I didn’t realize I’d laughed until Atrius glanced at me, like the sound made him see something he’d missed before.
“Hm,” he said. “To think I let such a dangerous creature sleep beside me every night.”
Insert me giggling here
“Drink it,” he said. “You’ve barely eaten or drank in two days.” I laughed flatly. “You’re keeping track.” “It’s impossible not to notice everything, with you.”
He wanted to say about you
I wanted to burn it all down with him.
🔥🔥
“You shouldn’t be here.” This time he spoke against my mouth—not quite a kiss, but the promise of one. I whispered, “Why?” “Because you make me ravenous.”
“I dreamed about this,” he murmured. “What you might look like, unraveled and desperate, in the seconds before I let you go. I want to savor it.”
“You see too much, seer.” “I see just enough, conqueror.”
“Death is what happens when you stand still,” I said. “Don’t stand still. Not for anything.”
He pulled me closer and said against my hair, “You like the room then.” I chuckled. “I do.” “Good,” he murmured. “Because even though there’s no longer a curse, I can’t seem to sleep without you.”
Awwwwww
And then he whispered, his fingertips trailing through the whorls of my hair, “I love you, seer.”
SO CUTE
