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I don’t want to be saved by some knight in shining armor. I’d like to be the one in the armor, and I’d like to be the one doing the saving.
“I’ve never heard of anyone leaving without the king’s consent.” “Neither have I, but that doesn’t mean it hasn’t happened. We’ve also rarely heard about people like us and yet here we are. Just because they deny us doesn’t mean we cease to exist.”
“If my life could serve a purpose,” the woman begins, raising her head a little and looking directly at the king, “then let this be it. I would die to give even just one person the chance to be free from you.”
Constance wields her power like a sword, a power that I didn’t even know we could have. I’m in awe of her.
“Well, not everything,” she says. “I haven’t figured out how to make you look at me the way you did when I was standing by the fire back at the house. I don’t know that anyone has ever looked at me that way.”
“When the leader of this kingdom treats women as property, it sets an awful precedent. People think it’s okay to do the same.”
“A prison is still a prison no matter how pretty the decor,”
“I think we sometimes make the mistake of thinking monsters are abhorrent aberrations, lurking in the darkest recesses, when the truth is far more disturbing. The most monstrous of men are those who sit in plain sight, daring you to challenge them.
Her eyes move over me, taking in every part, and I don’t have to ask her how she thinks I look. It’s written in her eyes, in her smile.
“You may rule this land,” I say, pushing down the swell of terror that threatens to consume me. “But you do not rule me.”
Understand that what King Manford, in all his incarnations, feared the most was the will of the people he so desperately wanted to control. Do not be silent. Raise your voice. Be a light in the dark.