He let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood. — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Perhaps you should consider your difficulty in getting past Wendlyn's naval defences to be a sign that you should stop playing at being a god." "Playing?" The King smiled, his crooked teeth glowing yellow in the firelight. "I am not… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
