I told you not to trust a wolf,” he continued. His words dripped like honeyed venom. “Because it would only ever want to break you.” Darren let out a small, harsh laugh. “Haven’t you figured it out yet? I’m the wolf, Ryiah. I guess what I really should have told you was to never trust a prince, but that’s not quite as memorable.
Sight can only invoke fear, not pain.
I’m not that pitiful little girl you bullied last year.
The worst thing wealth does is give those that have it a false sense of security.
I’d seen fire when he touched me, and he had made me want to burn.
Someday, Ry, you are going to realize who Darren really is. He’s a prince, and he’s only going to break your heart.
So how did you do it? What makes the cold-hearted princeling mortal like the rest of us?
Adversity teaches one more than flattery ever will.
It’s an easy thing to want someone, it’s another to love them.
Anything for Byron’s least favorite apprentice. It’s the least I can do since you took over my torch.
The truth is told in anger, not regret, love.
The girl clung to the boy so she could chase away her dark. He was light, and she was fading. She was drowning, and she just couldn’t stop.
You can be a great man and still be a fool. Many of our country’s leaders can attest to that. Were they still living.
Loyalty is never built upon honor, brother. It is built upon blood.
I’m not sure exactly how... but instead of darkness I saw light.
Isn’t the best bit of truth always woven in with a lie?
If he chooses combat I’ll wipe that arrogant sneer off his face the first chance I get.
Do you know the difference between a nation of merchants and a nation of warriors?” I followed through without waiting for a reply. “Only one of them is prepared to fall on its blade. King Horrace might promise you the world but in the end you will reap the greater loss.
Darren wasn’t darkness, and I wasn’t his light.
Three. I had just made my first, second, and third kill. Before I had even obtained my mage’s robes. I bent over and vomited into the grass. There was no pride, no justice, just the appalling sense that I had lost my innocence. That I was a monster.