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methere.”
Is that a word???
Grim frowned. “Not for one woman,” he spat, like the words insulted him. He stepped toward her. “For my wife.”
Ugggg not him tricking her into marrying him!!
“Heart,”
Ok that nickname got old 2 books ago. I put up with it for this long but now im done
“If waging a war for one woman is a crime, then please do consider me a criminal.” Closer. “If killing thousands to keep you alive is wrong, then consider me a villain.” She now had to tilt her head to see him clearly. He leaned down. His breath was hot against her mouth. “If loving you this much is my downfall . . . then consider me already on my knees.”
This is too funny. He is sooooo corny
“That’s disgusting.
You tell him girl
“I would do it a thousand times over, heart; you should know that. I will choose you over the world every single time.”
CORNYYYYYY
So she buried her feelings down as deep as they would go and decided the only way to ensure Grim didn’t plan behind her back again was to be part of every meeting. Every event. Play the part of his wife, because it would gain her access.
Ok double agent
“Just because we’re married, don’t think I won’t gut you.” Only when she reached the door did she hear him say, “I would expect nothing less, wife.”
I honestly hate them both
“You don’t have to hide yourself,” Grim said. “Not with me. Not here. Not ever.”
Oh wow. So sweet.
“Please,” he said, his eyes wide. Desperate. “Please don’t go. I’m sorry. Hate me,” he pleaded. “Hate me all you want. Hate me forever. Just—just don’t leave.” He took a step toward her. “I love you, Isla. I need you.”
Ok hes really dependant on her
She stood, watching. Listening. Even through the thick stone exterior, she could hear it now, howling. The sky had gone a strange shade. Whorls of green and purple peaked between clouds, illuminated by flashes of light. The stone rumbled with thunder.
Is she ever going to go home???? Also where are the wildlings!?!?!
“Don’t apologize,” he said. “You can touch me wherever you like, wife.”
This romance is getting old
“I’m your husband. I’m yours.” His voice was nearly a growl as he said, “And you . . . wife . . . are mine.”
Im literally so done
“You’re right. I don’t know what love is. I don’t know how to love. If you ever gave me another chance to love you, I would learn. I would learn the right way to love you.”
Hes delusional
Was Wren the traitor Eta warned about?
Yes
Isla Thorn-tide.”
???
Her black dress had thin straps and a plunging neckline. The fabric clung to her skin like a sheet of water, its loosely curled ribbons streaming gently onto the floor. Thin, poisonous snakes curled around her waist, sliding up and across her chest, keeping her decent, slithering. Two more wrapped around each of her arms. They hissed at the closest nobles as she passed them by, making one stumble onto the floor. The thinnest snake of all curled around her neck like another necklace.
Its giving reputation/ look what you made me do music video
Her eyes were caught on the piece of parchment before her, and the white feather atop it. It had been weeks since she had written her name on the page. Now, there was a new line below it. Hello Isla, it read. The words themselves weren’t what made her stomach drop—it was the handwriting, which she knew almost as well as her own. Aurora’s.
Literally the same as voldemorts notebook/ horcrux in harry potter
Again, Sairsha did not keep her word. They formed a routine. After Isla was done roaming the streets, she would visit the bar for a few minutes. It was filled with the same people every time.
This girl is super annoying
There was a figure, right outside her window, filling it like a god. Oro.
Ugggg get out
She was immediately engulfed in warmth. She seized, whipping around to see if Grim was there too, if he had changed his mind—but there was only Oro, arms wrapped around her, his heat almost biting against the cold of her skin. “You’re freezing,” he said into her temple.
Old man oro strikes again
A Nightshade ruler had never taken a wife before.
So either they have all been men or they have taken husbands. Or they're gay
Isla had consumed dozens of gifts during her conversations with Sairsha. Only one had been poisoned.
Really she just had to eat it
Its name was Isla.
Isla means island in spanish
By the time Isla found a pool where she could scrub the salt and sand from her skin, she wondered if her father’s biggest secret wasn’t his own death, his wife, his child— —But the island.
Maybe their not dead and live on the island
“I don’t want the world to die, heart. I’ve been trying to search for solutions. I thought . . . I thought maybe we could have a child.” She stilled. An heir would resolve his life being tied to his realm.
I have mixed feelings about this
“I’m not sure of much in this world, Isla, but I am sure of this. My love for you doesn’t know reason. It doesn’t know limit. It doesn’t know death. In every universe, every timeline, I am yours . . . and you are mine.”
Just have the kid
He looked surprised. His crusted lips nearly cracked and bled from how wide he smiled. “No . . . you don’t know. The traitor . . . she’s closer than you realize.”
Maybe its astria, a hidden wildling
The Wildling’s smile was wicked. “Now you’re getting it. It’s nice to meet you, Isla. I’m Lark Crown.”
Oh plot twist
Isla wasn’t sure Oro was breathing. He was just watching her, looking like he might be close to losing his mind. Sweat slipped down her neck, between her breasts, and he traced its path with his eyes. Swallowed.
Stop being a perv dude
He only dropped his gaze to her lips, then her collarbones, then her chest, still almost completely visible in the clear water. Then, he leaned down, breath skittering across her bare skin, so he could say, right against the shell of her ear, “Say that to me when you aren’t moaning my name in your sleep, and I might believe you.”
Blegghhhh
She watched him, remembering what it was like to curl up next to him. He looked almost at peace now, across from her, one hand reaching in her direction, as if he was drawn to her even in his dreams. Slowly inching forward, she ran her hand gently down his arm the way she used to, when they slept side by side. He groaned in his sleep, leaning toward her. He didn’t even feel her grab the bone. He was so content—so happy, so deep in sleep—that he didn’t even hear her leave.
Smart. Tell him to take the bone in case theres a trap and then pretend to care about him and leave when hes sleeping
She had killed her parents.
What!?!?! How!??!
Terra sighed. “Your first cry . . . you brought the castle down. They were killed instantly. Only you remained. Her bonded . . . he shielded you.” Lynx. It was why he had hated her at first. He knew; he had been there. She had killed his bonded right in front of him. “You were born with too much power,” Terra said. “Your power threatened us all. Yourself, especially.”
Yeah that makes perfect sense. A baby crying brought a whole castle down
“It took me a while to figure it out,” Isla said. “But then I realized . . . Aurora must have tried talking to you. She must have found out about you somehow. She must have considered freeing you to get what she wanted. She was Starling. She wouldn’t have put part of her soul in something like a feather . . . but you. You would. And you used her handwriting as your own. This was how you knew where I was. You were already rising, spreading poison through Nightshade, but you couldn’t get out. My blood . . . it freed you, didn’t it, when I pricked my finger?” Lark lurched, but Isla filled her
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Its literally a horcrux. Copycat
