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Kilian fucking Castemont.

The things I would let this man do to me omg

"Ah, all this love fills me with such joy." He pushed up, leaning on his elbow to face us. "Brother, how do you do it? It must be so overwhelming."
She read the wrinkled thing with narrowed concentration. "This is why I stab him now and then, so the overwhelm can just pour out of him."

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"Let's have Visha see you before you wither on me and die."
"Your confessions of love always warm my heart, my missus."
"I must be careful, all the warmth might set it on fire."
"I wouldn't mind the burn, love of mine." She rolled her pretty eyes. "Shut up."
"What? No sassy remark for me?"

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“ Nia leaned forward on the table. "No. I am entirely capable of doing so myself. But, sister," she said calmly, "be mindful. I don't kill. I poison. I think I like seeing little flowers wilting a thorn."

Snow is the biggest girls girl 💞💞💞💞💞

“ Each prisoner had a view of the coppery forest expanding for miles ahead of Aru from their windows that were not sealed by bars of iron. And each prisoner sat quietly either reading or fiddling with a puzzle while they drank from their steaming teacups “

Dear universe, I would like to go to this prison. Please and thank you 📚🍵🌴

“Sometimes it feels like you’re the only good thing I have going for me, and I don’t want to share that with some other guy.”
I’ve said too much. I study her face, waiting for her to recoil.
Weak, my dad would say”
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“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a girl as pretty as Hazel Hartley.”

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They’re both so fucking hot. 🥵

"You have not formally asked me—to be your king."
She took a deep bored breath and rolled her pretty eyes to me. "Darling of my heart, my sweetness, my all, would you do me the kindness and play pretend to be king until I kill you?"
I leaned back on my seat. "I'll think about it."

U big flirt 🤭🩷

Man I would HATE to be Snows enemy

He dropped whatever he was reading and turned to me, silver eyes roaming over my body all delight. He looked taken aback for a moment before saying, "Love of my life, light of my eyes, my all, would you please do me the kindness of taking a seat? I'd rather not tire your pretty legs. Not like this, anyway."

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She sneered at my smile. "Trust me, if I had slept a little less before I came to you, I'd have convinced you to join my cult."
"Already convinced. Been a follower for a long time." A long, long time.
I stood and kissed the crown of her head. "Goddess of my heart, it's sunrise. You're free from me."

"Snow, what brother and sister?"
"They are alive." She swallowed. "During the attack, my uncle tried to bargain the truth for his life. He'd hid them from my father the night of the attack and planned to use them as his way to the Isjordian crown."

”A crown like no other rested on her head, spiked obsidian almost resembling black glass. Queen. She always carried the might of one, it was because she truly was one. Queen of Olympia. My wife.”

"Is there something the matter?" Driada said, making her way to Snow's side as if she hadn't just been used as a threat against me.
"Ma, stay where you are," Mal ordered roughly, and all movement seemed to stop in the room”

Nia let out a long, tired sigh. "Not exactly. Not in control. It empties her magic in Celesteel's realm. Like a gate—it pours it out of her and back into Caligo."
"But she uses it."
"She draws back from the gate, like fractions of it. What you saw that day was a fraction of what she can do. At least in control of it."

“A dire wolf of war and frost, an aragon of wind and clouds, a thunderbird of lightning risen by the cold white ash. Children of two lands, the Elding children. One would spin the sky to the void, the other would freeze the lands and the last would crack the realm in half with lightning. Three Aura born under the sky of Nubil and the lands of Krig, the wrath Ybrises”

"How does it feel, Your Majesty? How
than your death."
Something wet fell and slid down my cheek. A tear. Not mine. "Better
Why? Why was I letting it hurt me? "Let go of me."
"Never." His hand slipped behind my neck, he held me so possessively I almost ate my words back. "Mine," he growled in my ear. "You're mine.
To have. To hold. To protect. Mark this promise, my love, I will never let you out of my sight."

“A silent gasp left me as he took my hand and pushed the blade onto his flesh. He held me tight, rocking me with him, his hands raking over my body, between my hair and over my skin, feeling me, holding me and breathing me in. His lips touched my temple, pressing soft kisses on my cold flesh.”

"Breathe, Your Majesty, only I can tell you when to die." I shook like a leaf in autumn air, clinging tightly to the dagger I had dug to his side.
Blades were unsheathed, arrows were drawn and magic polluted the air around us. All with me as their aim.
The man holding me breathed fury. But not at me. "Anyone who hasa single weapon pointed to my wife will have their head sent to their families on a stick!"

Snow was alive.
"Keep the ground, I'll shut the gates," she said to Cai before taking the form of a lightning bolt and disappearing from sight. A thud of lightning assured she'd landed somewhere nearby and the smell of char and electricity assured me that I'd not imagined all that had happened.

The thunderbird of lightning risen from the cold white ash.

"She...she...she is not an Aura."
"Whatever life she lives, I will too. I won't prolong my life. I will age." He gaped wildly at me. "You are insane."
"Devoted."
"No, no. Insane," he said, still not blinking and then he laughed. "You think you will like her?"
"I already do. What you have told me, I think I will more than like her.
Tell me some more."

He has been in love with her all along 😭😭❤️

“Fuck. I want her.
“What’s that look?”
My gaze snaps up to meet her funny, amused smile. My throat works, and I clench my fists so I don’t sink them into those soft waves of hers again. Fuck the game. We could just stay in this closet for the rest of the night”

My god. He’s so desperate for her. I love it. 🤭