We Hunt the Flame (Sands of Arawiya, #1)

by Hafsah Faizal

A thousand leagues and a thousand sands. For you, a thousand times I would defy the sun.

i would defy the sun .. weeping just weeping

“Why do men think women can’t hear them unless we’re looking at them?” Zafira snapped.

hahahaha

“If I told you my name, would you bow?” His voice was soft. A melancholy caress. He lifted his chin when understanding dawned on her face. “Or would you flee?”

good to see why he is feared

“If you want me obedient, Prince, kill me and carry my corpse.”

well well

“Run away, Huntress.” He sounded tired. “The dark is no den for a fair gazelle.”

NASSSSIR