Heartless

by Marissa Meyer

She would be queen, and queens … queens did not open bakeries with their best friends. Queens did not gossip with half-invisible cats. Queens did not have dreams of yellow-eyed boys and wake up with lemon trees over their beds.

everyone would be willing to pretend it away rather than upset their pleasant lives.

“Fascinating, isn’t it, how often heroic and foolish turn out to be one and the same.

“These things do not happen in dreams, dear girl,” he said, vanishing up to his neck. “They happen only in nightmares.”