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Never forget, little mouse: no two people look the same, but we are each beautiful in our own ways. The human body is a masterpiece that deserves our respect. Always.
“It’s believed that she’s Tilda Corentine,” the guard said. “The Rebel Queen.”
Don’t let her die. We are coming.
“Oh,”
“That’s convenient.”
“My name is Kiva Meridan, and I claim her sentence as my own.”
“I have a lot of dreams. A lot of nightmares, too. Only time will tell which path my life will take.”
at building things.”
Sobbing emoji
People—especially men—could react poorly if they thought their intelligence was being criticized.
Of course it hurt. No one wanted to be known as a bitch or a whore or any of the other names that had been slung at her over the last decade.
So you’re right, you don’t need me fighting your battles.” He moved a step closer, his tone husky as he finished, “But . . . if you’ll let me, I’d like to be standing beside you as you fight them.”
“But things happen in life that you don’t expect, that you can’t plan for and you’re helpless to stop. Their story didn’t end as it should have. But I know for a fact that they’d live it all over again, even the ending, as long as it meant they could keep their beginning.” But, Papa, the endings are the best part. Sometimes, sweetheart. But other times, the beginnings are.
“It’s all right not to be.”
Hope was a drug, and Kiva an addict. She couldn’t keep believing, couldn’t keep trusting, couldn’t keep hoping.
Jaren cocoon.
It was Tipp. And he was sick.
“Sweetheart,
“Never apologize for loving someone. Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts.”
He wanted to play with the rats. Kiva wept.
“Tell me . . . the story,”
You didn’t deserve to die, and it was within my power to keep you alive. So I did.”
“It was my mother, all right!”
Noooo babyyyyy :,( :,( :'(
the most important thing is that you’re free, even if it means she is, too.”
Only screams.
“I l-l-love you, K-Kiva,”
“Did yeh see what ’appened to the watchtower? Unless yeh want a repeat of that right ’ere”—he shook the vial tauntingly—“then yeh’ll let Kiva and ’er friends go.”
I LOVE YOU MOT
She was free.
they can find me, if they want. That I’ll be in Vallenia. With you.”
Aww
Mother is dead. I’m on my way to Vallenia. It’s time to reclaim our kingdom. And as Kiva combed her fingers through Tipp’s hair, the boy still fast asleep on her lap, she glanced up to meet Jaren’s blue-gold eyes once more, his gaze impossibly soft. She smiled shyly back, offering no indication as to who he was leading to his city . . . who he was welcoming into his home. Kiva Meridan. Born as Kiva Corentine. The Rebel Queen may have perished at Zalindov, but her daughter was alive and well, and free of Zalindov after ten long years. The Rebel Princess was finally ready to rise.
WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTT THE FUKKKKK
