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A King cannot kill his Sparrow, and a Sparrow cannot kill her King, either directly or indirectly, without death befalling them both.
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I’d say that I have every right to be concerned with the seed you allow between your legs.”
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I will do my best to ‘stay the fuck out of the way.’ But I will not bend to your every whim. I will not humiliate myself because you deem me insignificant. If you wanted me to stay quiet, then you should have let that marroweel kill me. I am not one of your warriors to lead. I am not your wife to command. So no, we do not have an understanding.”
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“Not all monsters are born from the gods, my queen. Some of us were made.”
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“You might earn my name one day. But make no mistake, Cross. I will never trust you.”
“Feel free to wander into mine, Princess.” He leaned in closer. “Zavier likes to share.”
“Praise is for the bedroom, Cross. Not the training ring.”
“You asked for my name,” he said. “You told me I had to earn it.” He nodded. “Ransom. My name is Ransom.”
“You are not a pawn, Odessa. Not to me. You are the Sparrow. You are my wife. You are the future queen of Turah.”
“She is my life,”
“I love you.” “Yes, you do. Don’t forget.” “Never.” “Neither will I.”
“I will find you. Here, or in the shades.”