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“The public may forget how handsome I am.” “I doubt it. Your face is on the money.”
“Why do you never kiss me sweetly in the morning, Zoya?” “I do nothing sweetly, Your Highness.”
A man without honor, said Matthias’ voice in her head. He should be ashamed. Nina snorted. If men were ashamed when they should be, they’d have no time for anything else.
Nikolai set to opening the Schuyler combination locks he’d learned about from a certain master thief in Ketterdam.
Lesser animals whined and struggled when they’d been caught in a snare. The fox found a way out.
“Yuri Vedenen, if you upset my wife again, I will kill you where you stand.” The monk swallowed. “Yes, moi soverenyi.” “Oh, David,” Genya said, taking his hand. “You’ve never threatened to murder anyone for me before.”
Fear is a phoenix. Words Liliyana had spoken to her years ago and that Zoya had repeated to others many times. You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.
“We should send him to Ketterdam to preach to Kaz Brekker and the rest of those reprobates,” suggested Zoya. Nikolai winced. “He’d certainly get his martyrdom.”
She wished she had Inej’s gift for spywork or Kaz’s gift for scheming, but she only seemed to have Jesper’s gift for bad decisions.
In that moment, he wished things might have been different. That he might not die tomorrow. That he could be led by his heart instead of duty. Because Zoya was not kind and she was not easy. But she was already a queen.
“Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart. You cannot protect yourself from suffering. To live is to grieve. You are not protecting yourself by shutting yourself off from the world. You are limiting yourself, just as you did with your training.”
