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“You think in the same way men drink, Tea,” my father once said, “far too much—under the delusion it is too little.”
“Your parents tell me you’re quite the precocious child.” The woman smiled, two rows of pearly whites against scarlet lips. “That’s not the worst they call me, and that will not be the worst they will call you.”
Imagine being a kid and someone telling you this. My people pleasing kid self would have been so traumatized.
There are only two types of people you cannot raise from the dead: those with silver heartsglass like ours and those who are not willing. And your brother is very willing.”
The city rich are not like bees in a hive that work together to share honey for all. The city rich are like the jungle apes; they show off their red bottoms and beat their chests because they fear to be culled from the herd if they show weakness.
“They accused me of many things. Of killing a king and an asha. Of being one of the Faceless. Of betraying the kingdoms. But I am only guilty of one of those.”
