The Mime Order (The Bone Season, #2)

by Samantha Shannon

When he saw my swollen lip and bloody head, his eyes flared. “What happened?”

But if I could choose anyone on earth, it would still be you, Paige Mahoney.”

“Paige.” His voice was a gray shadow of itself. “It is not that I do not want you. Only that I might want you too much. And for too long.”

But Warden cared if I laughed. He cared if I lived or died. He had seen me as I was, not as the world saw me. And that meant something. It had to. Didn’t it?

“Then run, very fast, and try not to succumb to death too swiftly.”

“Madness is a matter of perspective, little dreamer.”