Daughter of No Worlds (The War of Lost Hearts, #1)

by Carissa Broadbent

they do have a responsibility to you. They have a responsibility to be decent human beings.”

Morally fucking superior. Me, sitting here alone with the flowers, while Tisaanah suffered. Me, living in this cottage that had become her home just as much as it was mine, going back to a meaningless life and telling myself, “Well, it’s the only thing I can do.”

“women always come in here looking at the pretty silver bows or the little dainty daggers and those kinds of asinine things. But I thought… well. She seemed interesting.”

why do authors insist on throwing in random casual sexism for no reason