It was an odd moment to realize Mei Zhen’s ironclad hold over me. But somethin’ like love surged through me at those wicked, cruel words. It was the sensation of bein’ seen at your very worst and not bein’ found wantin’. No, it was the exact opposite. It was bein’ seein’ at your worst, on the precipe of burnin’ down the whole world for selfish reasons, and bein’ encouraged to take your fill.
