“It’s easy to be loved. I want to be respected, and I thought…” Rhy’s voice was barely a whisper. “I took the necklace. All that matters is that I took it.” Tears began to escape, running into his black curls. “And I could have ruined everything. I could have lost the crown before I ever wore it. I could have doomed my city to war or chaos or collapse.” “What sons our parents have,” said Kell gently. “Between the two of us, we’ll tear the whole world down.” Rhy let out a stifled sound between a laugh and a sob. “Will they ever forgive us?”
