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“Nature would find a way.”
“How do you know so many facts about spiders and starfish?”

“Rain told me all about them one night. Didn’t let me sleep until I repeated it all back to her.” ”

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“Just looking at the most beautiful thing I’d ever laid my eyes upon.”

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Damn Malik. You make it so hard to resent you when you talk like this. 😭
He literally made a crystal necklace with a part of his fucking soul and gave it her.

“When you die, the land will die with you since the two are now as one.”

“You have to let me hurt, you know,” she said, looking down at her shoes. “Don’t protect me anymore. It is okay not to protect me anymore.”

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“Rain Helenia Castemont” ❤️🪆

I already know that if I get to read the next book, Lilith’s story is going to destroy me. Literally. 💔😭

Please for gods sake, fuck already?!!!!!!!! Omg it’s been more that 10 years

Snow was the the White Veil a few times, Mal was kinda correct earlier?!🤣🤣

Mal beefing with Rain’s one eyed and three legged doll. Is . Fucking. Hilarious 🤣👋🏾

“Kil and I…we’re not from here, from this realm. Our kind left another realm, Astra, and came to Numen back when gods remained here. They settled in Adriata with the permission of Henah, hiding under the guise of being her Aura. We aren’t Aura. We aren’t blessed by her either, but by her mother, Goddess Nihilia.” I rubbed a hand over my pounding head. “

Is the white Veil Aurora?

“My brother sat back on a sun chair facing the daisy gardens, watching the kids surround Snow who had laid on the grass, snoring away. Rain was weaving daisies in her hair and Sam had one of her hands in his, trying his best to massage it.”

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“Snow had used her little smart brain and found rotten cherries in the kitchen bins, boiled them and dipped everything I had in white in it, turning dresses, skirts and shirts all strange colours of pink. I’d never cherished anything more. ”

My Snow 😭💗

I wish I could go inside the world of this book

The White Veil?

"Were we blessed by his presence?
“He?" Nia asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Why can't it be a she?"

“Women are meticulous murderers. Rather tidy. This one is messy. I've not met a messy woman killer beside Snow. And it can't be Snow, can it?"
"Because we would know?"
"Because she would have shown her face from day one. People are more afraid of her when she isn't covering her face."

“Were we blessed by his presence? He?” Nia asked, folding her arms across her chest. “Why can’t it be a she?”
Women are meticulous murderers. Rather tidy. This one is messy. I’ve not met a messy woman killer beside Snow. And it can’t be Snow, can it?”
“Because we would know?”“Because she would have shown her face from day one. People are more afraid of her when she isn’t covering her face.”

“You aren’t my friend anymore. You said that. Me and you are just two people who shared secrets. Nothing more. Why would I owe you an explanation?”

Mal sweatheart?!!! U are not even trying to redeem yourself anymore, are you?!🤨

He’s already so down bad for her 😫🤭

“ Now she knew it was truly just her imagination. A sad little girl’s effort to make sense of a world that was insensibly cruel.”

“What did you come here to lie for, Your Majesty? Practise? Ruling Isjord is no easy feat for someone like you. You need all the practice you can get.”

Noo Malik ?!?? Why would you even say that ?!? 💔
I don’t even know how she’d ever forgive him for this

“Since you came to me for protection, the littlest person in this castle, I thought you might be a little neeve.”
“You mean naive?” I asked, settling next to her.
“That one”

Oh my gosh, Rain is literally the most adorable baby 😭💗💗💗💗💗

“Why do you mind the silence so much? What do you think will happen if we just don’t say anything?”

“I want to know when you’re with me. Sometimes, when you’re quiet, I’m not sure if you are.” And I was terrified that if it was quiet enough, she’d hear my heart erratically, torturously, painfully pound out her name.”

You’re tired because you are never indifferent to anything around you whether you like to be or not. And it isn’t because of your magic. It isn’t because of your magic at all. Your magic makes it worse. You feel deeply and irrevocably. You feel more humanly than most. And you were taught it to be wrong. It is tiring to feel you’ve done wrong when you doubt that you might have not. It’s okay, she whispered.

““Astra has apparently closed all doors to the outer realms after the demon gods were sentenced to Nihilia’s prisons.”

“There is another reason. Our descendants, some call them the Astral born, were the ones who captured the Demon Gods. The gates were partially shut to protect their lineage and part to prevent the Astral born from being used to rouse them from their confinement.”