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“Every brutal act is born of love.”
“The future queen of Ilya bows her head to no one.”
I would spend the rest of my days making her flower crowns if she wanted to be a queen.
I don’t dare look in a mirror because what stares back is a mosaic of every mistake, every tragedy traced into my skin, and the looming shadow of each one to come.
“I came back for you, Princess. And being slammed against the wall was certainly not how I figured I’d be thanked for it. But I suppose violence is one of your love languages.”
Reading between the lines is rather difficult when they are blurred.
For every end, there is always a beginning.
My A left me to decorate the sky.
“Every person who has ever said that to me is gone. And I… I need you more than I need those words.”
The absence of light is the absence of knowledge.
“Everyone loses themselves to something. So make it worthwhile.”
She looks like the sharpness that piercing grief hones one into. Like fearlessness carved out of necessity, not courage.
“Being an Ordinary is not what makes you weak. It’s your heart.”
Before I was the Silver Savior, the king killer, the queen-to-be, I was Paedyn Gray. And she is going home.
In his embrace, I understand how someone so rigid and stoic could only be molded by the gentlest of hands.
“I need you to win this, okay? Don’t stop being a cockroach now, Princess.”
I am a moth to his flame.
When I thank the Plague, it is not for the power it has gifted me, but for the privilege of you.
Elite powers that do not make you a god—they make you a successful experiment.
“I did care for you. I—I don’t want to be a monster.”
Grow old enough that the only thing we remember is each other, and that would be okay, because you are worth every one of my memories.
“Love each other for me.”
This life is sweet. Like honey.
