Anything you need, anything you want, say the words. I will do everything I can for you.
It’s you,” I said. “I don’t want to leave you.” “Me?” I nodded. “You want me?” I giggled at his bewildered expression. “That’s what I’m saying.
For as harsh as his words were, his voice seemed to caress my name.
I wished I could erase everything else and hold on to this moment, this brief second when he and I knew how much we meant to each other.
I smiled, thinking that Hale and I were in very similar situations: charging headlong into the future with no guarantee of a happily ever after. All the same, it meant something that we ran, didn’t it? I liked to think so.
Because if it was a choice between him or me, I didn’t think I’d be able not to put him first. He was the prince, and his life was invaluable to the country. But more than that, it was invaluable to me.
He rolled his eyes. “Don’t talk to me like that, Eadlyn. I’m fourteen, not four. I read all the papers, and I pay attention at the Reports. I speak more languages than you, and I’m learning all the things you have without anyone making me do it. Don’t act like you’re better than me. I’m a prince.” I sighed. “Yes, but I will be queen,” I corrected, sipping my coffee. I really didn’t need this right now.
Was that my voice? Really? I sounded like a five-year-old girl with a smoking problem.
It makes the idea of in sickness and in health that much more real to see it play out in front of you.
The Best people all have some sort of scar- America Singer, The One.
In an instant, everything in the room came alive. Like the sunshine had a melody and the sounds of footsteps had a texture I could feel in my fingertips each time anyone moved.
I wouldn’t be surprised if you were actually the ringleader of an all-girl mafia.
But I don’t want to get married,” I pleaded. “Please don’t make me do this. I’m only eighteen.” “Which is how old I was when I married your father,” Mom stated.
It was a fact that many people ignored: Children’s books held truths” -Kahlen.
I kept waiting for something to happen, which isn’t how life works. In closed environments, everything just repeats.
I’m desperate for peace. I think you might be the only chance I have at that.” I smiled. “The center of your storm?” He exhaled, looking relieved. “Yes.
Don’t call me that! I am no more dear to you than the thirty-four other strangers you have here in your cage.
I’m happy, Ahren. I’m the princess. I have everything.” “I think you’re mistaking comfort for joy.
I still couldn’t see any rhyme or reason to fighting through countless obstacles for love only to have it leave you powerless in the end.
Would you like me to let you go home to your love today?” he asked. It was obvious that my preference for someone else bothered him, but instead of choosing to ve angry, he showed compassion.