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“Everyone who has ever helped me is dead,” said Will. “I didn’t want that to happen to you.”
“Kindness is never a mistake,” said the Elder Steward. “Somewhere in the heart it is always remembered.”
“Outside, the world sleeps like an innocent who is not afraid of the dark,” said Justice. “But in here we remember.
The anticipation was a sharp metallic tang, like the sound of a sword unsheathing.
It was like watching a man keep his hand in the fire while the skin burned away.
My father had a lion cage and the Stewards have one too.
“I don’t care what they say. You’re good and you’re true. Whatever happens, I won’t let them hurt you.”
He was the hero; she was the Lion who didn’t fit anywhere.
He’d never forget the moment James’s eyes had met his—the sensation of coming home, as though they knew each other.
“I’ll do it,” said Will. He was already stepping forward. He didn’t know if he was doing it to protect James, or to protect the Stewards.
My heart hurts??
“Four kings of the old world, offered great power in exchange for a price. And to seal the bargain? Drink. Drink from the Cup. Three drank and one refused. Those who drank gained extraordinary physical abilities, for a time. But when their time was done—” “They transformed,” whispered Will.
James might look like an angel fallen to earth, but he was Simon’s creature, and he had chosen this approach because he thought it would work on Will, specifically.
“How many times,” he heard himself say. “What?” “How many times did he try to brand you?”
It's giving "who did this to you?!"
“Do the Stewards realize you’re clever?” James’s voice was intimate, new, and subtly approving, like he’d learned a secret.
“I think he wants you because you were the jewel in another man’s crown.”
“I think what people were is less important than what they are. And what people are is less important than what they could be.”
“You’re not what I expected.” “Aren’t I?”
Am I showing any signs? Do you think I’m changing?
“You said everyone should have someone on their side. Someone to look out for them.”
“To fall into darkness . . . it was his greatest fear. And I left him alone with that.”
We do it because we must,
“Maybe fighting is knowing there’s darkness in you, and still choosing to do what’s right,”
I hope you will remember that, when you make your choice. I hope you remember me.” Her hand briefly squeezed his.
He supposed she had fought as hard as she could. He supposed everyone had.
Now their star was flame; their strength was flame; their fate was flame; and all that they remembered would flicker and grow cold.
“My whole life, all anyone’s ever wanted was to possess me,” said James. “The only one who ever set me free was you.”
“I’m here to follow you.” His eyes were bright, his lips smiling, his hair gold in the shifting light from the fire. Will said, “Of course you are.”
