A Vow So Bold and Deadly (Cursebreakers, #3)

by Brigid Kemmerer

“I have no armies this time,” I whisper. “I have nothing to offer.” She regards me soberly, then leans in to kiss me on the cheek. “You had none then, Princess.”

“Because Grey spent his life doing everything you asked, and the first time he didn’t, you strung him up on that wall.”

You strung him up on the wall. The words are like a dagger she plunged into my chest, and it’s hard to breathe around it.

But I wish she could see herself as I do. As they do, right now in this moment. Because this is when she’s most impressive, when her strength shines through her words.

“How can you ask them to fight for you when you won’t fight for yourself?”

“I don’t need to cut out someone’s tongue to prove a point.” “Maybe you should! No one can tell you have a point to prove.”

“for Harper, I would have done it for free.”

“For Harper, I would have given you everything.”

Things here are so precarious, so uncertain, and it gives me hope to remember that love can bloom anywhere, even in the darkest times.

“For you, my lady, I would have leveled the entire city.”

“When you offered your life for them, you didn’t have anything else to live for, Grey.”

“I am not my mother,” I snap at her. “And you will remember your place.”

He glances over. “You fell in love with the crown prince, Harper. That is no longer me.” “No, you idiot. I fell in love with you. You, Rhen. I do not care about your crown.”