Ruthless Vows (Letters of Enchantment, #2)

by Rebecca Ross

I would love to see your words catch fire with mine.

“Have you read the page on the albatross?” “A few lines,” Iris replied. “I remember that they can sleep while flying.” “As well as fly into the strong wind of a storm, rather than having to avoid it and head to the shore like other birds would do,” Marisol said, snapping wrinkles from a blanket she found in the crate. “It’s safer for them to fly toward the storm than away from it, as counterintuitive as that may seem to us. But they can soar for thousands of kilometers without ever touching land, and they know their strengths. They lean into them in times of trouble.”

Was it sweeter to kill someone after you had given them hope?