Rule of Wolves (King of Scars, #2)

by Leigh Bardugo

he was the human equivalent of a head cold.

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Actually, she looked more like the hairless cat his aunt Ludmilla had favored more than any of her children, but that seemed an impolitic thing to say to a lady.

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“I can’t sleep.” “We could play cards,” suggested Nikolai. “I’ve been working on a new poem—” “Or we could shoot ourselves out of a cannon.” Tolya’s glower was ferocious. “A bit of culture wouldn’t hurt you.”

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The plans had been bound with her blue velvet ribbon and accompanied by a note that read, I will always seek to make it summer for you.

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