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Pretentious, egotistical fucks.
Mmmm tea words
“Stay the hell away from Xaden Riorson.”
“That Xaden Riorson,”
Riorson?”
Kneqww ittttt
“Oh shit,” I whisper,
Ya ur cooked
If Jack wants to kill me, he needs to get in line. Besides, I have a feeling Xaden Riorson is going to beat him to it.
Ha thats so teA
as the wingleader for Fourth Wing.
We’re moving to Fourth Wing. Xaden’s wing.
Xaden Riorson. Oh shit.
“When do we get to kill Violet Sorrengail?”
Hahah you thought
“Going for blood today, are we, Violence?” he whispers. Metal hits the mat again and he kicks it past my head and out of my reach. He’s not taking my daggers to use against me; he’s disarming me just to prove he can. My blood boils. “My name is Violet,” I seethe. “I think my version fits you better.” He releases my wrist and stands, offering me a hand. “We’re not done yet.”
October first is always Threshing.
I will not die today.
Wait…what did they say they were doing? Hunting?
Hehhehe... Your cooked
“You’re bleeding. Stop it.”
Oh. Shit. He’s choosing…me.
“My name is Tairneanach, son of Murtcuideam and Fiaclanfuil, descended from the cunning Dubhmadinn line.”
“Did I see her outnumbered and already wounded? Did I think her bravery was as admirable as it was fucking reckless?”
“Well-the-fuck-aware,”
What you should be asking is if Sgaeyl saw it, too.”
I’m tethered to Xaden Riorson.
I belong to Tairn and Andarna…and, in some really fucked-up way…Xaden.
“You can trust her,” Tairn says, and I startle, dropping the orange. “She hates me.” “Stop arguing with me and eat something.”
Tarin is so silly
So. Freaking. Beautiful.
“I heard that. Now pay attention.”
“I know,” he repeats. “And I could call you Violence like the wingleader.” “You wouldn’t dare.”
Omg tarin ily
He who?
Xaden duuh
Xaden fills the doorway like some kind of dark, avenging angel, the messenger of the queen of the gods.
Haha knew it
I’m alive. I’m alive. I’m alive.
“Yes. You’re alive.”
Huh?
