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Having a heart was a responsibility; young children were heartless creatures anyway—or
“Sometimes you can’t help who you love or for how long.”
I grew up to the sounds of squabbles and running feet and love, and, despite my preference for ungainly books, I was unremarkable in every way.
“You can’t make the better of the dead, sweet child,”
“Sometimes it is good to remind ourselves how bitterness tastes.”
When people cut us, we are expected to do only two things: smile and bleed.”
“Councilor Ludvig! Such a thing to say about your king!” “He’ll live. I have said worse things to his face.”
It was only after he left that I realized he had not taken my memories of the boy in the hooded cloak.
Meek and mild mannered for the most part, she changed into a no-nonsense, uncompromising taskmaster when it came to food standards.
“This is my new family. This is my new identity. I will be the bone witch the kingdom fears, and I will make them pay.”