months to kill the Frost King, and now you suggest I don’t?” He spread his hands. “I am only offering you another way.” “I don’t want another way! My mother was nothing but kind to everyone, and they killed her in front of me! Can you even begin to understand—” I bit off the words as my voice broke. When I spoke again, it was low and calm. “No. I’m going to kill the king. That’s what all this was for. That’s … all I live for.” “Is it? Is that really all you have to live for?” There was a long silence. Part of my mind chattered at me that I’d found friends, I’d found people to care about here.
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