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“When you break open the stone heart of Anadawn Palace and seize your rightful place on its throne, all the winds of Eana will sing your name. May the courage of the witches go with you, my little bird.”
“When you get to Anadawn, leave your heart in the forest. A moment of weakness will send us all to ruin.”
“Will you catch me if I fall?” “No, but I’ll wave at you on your way down.”
“You have nothing to wager but your arrogance. You may keep it,”
“Keeping yourself nice and trim, I see,” said Ansel approvingly. Well, that certainly wouldn’t do. Prince or no prince, he had no right commenting on how she ate. Wren shot her hand out and shoved an entire tart into her mouth. “SHANGED SHMY MINDSH,” she said, crumbs flying from her lips. “MMM, DELSHSSS!”
I would throw myself between you and even the most fearsome of beasts.” Except the dreaded bumblebee,
“Revenge is a cruel business, Tor. And for that matter, so is love.”
“Sometimes love can be a curse,” said Wren. “It can be a prison. Or a death sentence.”
both of them pretending they hadn’t been looking for each other.
He looked at her for a long moment. His face was torn, desire and duty warring in that stormy gaze. When he looked away, Wren knew it was over. He might have feelings for her, but he wouldn’t fight for her. Not against his own people. And Wren didn’t expect him to. It was nothing serious, after all—just a stolen evening in the library and the whisper of something that might have been in another life. Let him keep his feelings. She didn’t want them. She couldn’t want him. She told herself she didn’t care as she backed away from him, even as her heart clenched painfully.
“Wren is my closest friend. I’ll always look out for her and I know she’ll do the same for me, but there’s no spark between us. There never has been. But you, Rose . . .” He paused, tilting her chin up so she was looking directly into his eyes. “You set me on fire.”
