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a porcelain cup dashed against stone.
Her cruelty. His complicity. Her desperation. His regret.
resignation, his wretched surrender. Surrender, not agreement.
They were enemies now—and she could bend his will, but she’d never again have his heart.
Take what you want, it said. I’ll hate you for it. But I’ll love you forever. I can’t help but love you. Ruin me, ruin us, and I’ll let you.
until she reduced the rest of the world to ashes, until she was the last one standing.
So did the rage; so did the crimson visions of a world on fire.
It’s a long march to liberation, Kitay had said. Sometimes you’ve got to bend the knee. Sometimes, at least, you’ve got to pretend.
It’s the cruelest thing I could do.”
“Properly this time.”
there was no world where Rin died and Kitay remained alive.
She was a goddess. She was a monster. She’d nearly destroyed this country. And then she’d given it one last, gasping chance to live.
