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February 22 - March 20, 2025
A nice girl. A normal girl. That was what Mal needed. If he hadn’t taken up with someone new already, eventually he would. And someday I’d be a good enough person to wish him well. Just not today.
There is no greater power than faith, and there will be no greater army than one driven by it.”
“You might make me a better man.” “And you might make me a monster.”
“I don’t reserve my friendship for perfect people.
“Beauty was your armor. Fragile stuff, all show. But what’s inside you? That’s steel. It’s brave and unbreakable. And it doesn’t need fixing.”
For all my talk of vows and honor, what I really want is to put you up against that wall and kiss you until you forget you ever knew another man’s name. So tell me to go, Alina. Because I can’t give you a title or an army or any of the things you need.”
“Suffering is cheap as clay and twice as common. What matters is what each man makes of it.
“Why don’t you do it now and save him the trouble?” I muttered. “I think about it daily,” she snapped back. “Especially when you run your mouth.”
Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance.
“What is infinite?” she recited. I knew that text well. “The universe and the greed of men,” I quoted back to her.
Maybe love was superstition, a prayer we said to keep the truth of loneliness at bay.
The stars looked like they were close together, when really they were millions of miles apart. In the end, maybe love just meant longing for something impossibly bright and forever out of reach.
Nikolai had made a fool of the Darkling, and now the Darkling had taken my polished, brilliant, noble prince and made him into a monster.
This was what Ravka did. It made orphans. It made misery. No land, no life, just a uniform and a gun.
“Turned out I needed a good cry.” I braced myself for an insult, but all she said was, “Next time invite me. I could use one too.”
Keeping them close was a luxury I would pay for. Now I had more to lose.
“Mal,” I sighed. “If I murder her in the Sikurzoi, will you hold me accountable?” “Yes,” he said. Then added, “That means, ‘Let’s make it look like an accident.’”
“He watches her the way Harshaw watches fire. Like he’ll never have enough of her. Like he’s trying to capture what he can before she’s gone.”
But what the Darkling did to Genya? To Baghra? What he tried to do to you with that collar? That’s weakness. That’s a man afraid.”