The Song of the Marked (Shadows and Crowns, #1)

by S.M. Gaither

“Yes, well, bravery and desperation look very similar sometimes, don’t they?”

“I suppose they do.” His gaze slid back to her, unabashedly curious once more. “Your face is bleeding, by the way.” “I’m aware.” “And it looks as if it’s been burned as well.” “That would be because it was burned, Captain Observation.”

He intrigued her. Which for some reason only made her want to stab him more.

Her lip curled in annoyance. Not only had he shown up here and insisted on barging into her room, but he had also decided to look even better than usual while he did it. The audacity.

“You’re much nicer after you’ve had a near-death experience. You should almost die more often.”

“Yes. Although tonight it’s more about the way you look in that rain than anything else.” “Which is like a half-drowned rat dredged up from the river, I suspect.” “The most stunning half-drowned rat I’ve ever seen.”