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The magic rooted deep in Calandra’s land tinged our irises at birth with those starbursts, linking us forever to a place. No matter where we lived, where we moved, that one color was unchanging. Every Quentin had an amber starburst. Every Quentin except me. My eyes were solid gold. Not a starburst in sight.
“Morning, my queen.”
Hes got to know something about her even she doesnt know
“Then I guess I’m trapped between two monsters.” “You have no idea how accurate that statement is,” he muttered,
Hmmm
I didn’t wear pants. Ever. My last name, my home, my crown, and my family were gone, but damn it, I wasn’t going to lose my clothes, too. I was a woman who liked dresses, even if they were gray.
Finally a fmc who wears dresses
His gaze was that emerald green again and full of suspicion. He stared at me like he knew a secret. A secret he’d taunt me with mercilessly.
Yeah he def knows smtg
Bastard. I tapped my nose, then leaned in, sniffing at his vest. “I thought I’d smelled something foul in the air when I woke up. Must have been you.” That smirk stretched into an actual smile with straight, white teeth. “You snore, Cross.”
Cute
Zavier scanned the deck, finding me in the fray. His entire body sagged. Then he looked to the Guardian again and gave him a nod. The Guardian nodded back.
CUTEEEEE
But before I disappeared below, I paused, twisting to speak over my shoulder. “Thank you for saving my life.” Someday, if I had the chance, I’d repay that favor by taking his.
Okay diva
A slow grin stretched across his mouth. “There’s my queen.” “Stop calling me that,” I seethed. “Make me.”
Away from the body of a dead grizzur with milky white eyes. Foam at the corners of its mouth. And the dark-green blood seeping from its slit throat.
Okay so some type of rabies is what is spreading
Those were decisions made for me by the whims of men. So you can threaten to take away my freedom all you want, but I will fight you. Every step of the way. Until my last breath. And I will not go quietly into a cage.”
Then he swung into the saddle behind me, his thighs hugging my own. His chest pressed against my back as he took up the reins, his arms locking me in place.
One of my favorite micro tropes yesssss
He searched my eyes the way I searched his. For answers. Salvation. Mercy. There was a tether between us. Gods save us when it snapped.
As I emptied my jar of hair dye out the bedroom window.
The heavens rejoiced! another ginger fmc has been saved
Not the new gods, but a god we’ve never known. A god more powerful than any other.
The guardian or her?
I wished I was excited to see Zavier. But I wasn’t.
Bruh
The Guardian’s hands and eyes roamed over my body, searching for injury as he knelt beside me. “Where are you hurt?” His voice was frantic.
Lemme do my lil dance for this one
He took my face in his hands, dropping his forehead to mine. His thumb traced my cheek, and tingles exploded on my skin. “You’re okay.” Was he reassuring me? Or himself?
Lord haved mercy
“You asked for my name,” he said. “You told me I had to earn it.” He nodded. “Ransom. My name is Ransom.”
HOTTTTTTT sorry zavier ive moved on
I was not leaving Turah. I was not leaving him.
“You are mine.” His hands dove into my hair, fingers threading through my curls. “Even if we are kingdoms apart, you are mine. But I’d rather not be a kingdom apart.”
But before I step into my grave, my choice is you.”
I leaned in, smiling against his mouth. “Stop asking questions, Ransom, and kiss your wife.” “Yes, my queen.” He grinned, then sealed his mouth over mine.
Oh fire
Ramsey’s nostrils flared. “I see the way you look at her.” “She is my life,” Ransom said.
If Zavier—Dray—lived, then it was time for his life to be his own.
Yeeehe gonn live
