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August 7 - August 9, 2025
When my gaze slid back to the corpse, he took hold of my chin and drew my eyes back to his. “At me,” he commanded.
“I hope you don’t expect fairness from me, Alina. It isn’t one of my specialties.”
“no other Grisha has ever been permitted to wear a Darkling’s colors.”
“I wonder sometimes how much we really understand our own gifts,”
“There’s no such thing as too much champagne. Though your head will try to tell you otherwise tomorrow.”
“The problem with wanting,” he whispered, his mouth trailing along my jaw until it hovered over my lips, “is that it makes us weak.”
I’d made it so easy for him.
I knew the Darkling was ruthless and dangerous, but I’d ignored all that, happy to believe in my supposedly great destiny, thrilled to think that I was the one he wanted.
He raised his other hand to cup my face and kissed me softly, gently, and though everything in me rebelled, I let him. I hated him. I feared him. But still I felt the strange tug of his power, and I couldn’t stop the hungry response of my own treacherous heart.
She is so strong i will fold in half a second begging for forgiveness and to be on his side again T-T
“I think you understand me now. There are no Ravkans, no Fjerdans, no Kerch, no Shu Han. There are no more borders, and there will be no more wars. From now on, there is only the land inside the Fold and outside of it, and there will be peace.”
“You can’t run from me, Alina!” the Darkling shouted.