Powerless (The Powerless Trilogy, #1)

by Lauren Roberts

“Do you always fall into the arms of handsome strangers, or is this a new thing for you?”

“Mark my words, Prince, I will be your undoing.” I lean in, ignoring the knife against my throat as I murmur, “Oh, darling, I look forward to it.” Far too much time passes. And then—

“Oh, darling, as long as you still think I’m pretty, I don’t give a damn what I look like.”

What is your favorite color?” I spin her if only to give myself some time to think. I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before. It never seemed important. Not until I looked into a pair of ocean-blue eyes and realized that perhaps drowning was a beautiful thing. Not until I looked into a pair of fiery blue eyes and realized that perhaps burning was a painless thing. Not until I looked into a pair of sky-blue eyes and realized that perhaps falling was a peaceful thing. I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before because I hadn’t seen one that was worthy of the title. Until now, that is. “Blue,” I say, my voice low. “Hmm.” She’s looking at me thoughtfully, studying me sincerely. “I would have never guessed.”