[ his goals are all ravka. he doesn't have the luxury to stretch himself to other ends, much less to make this into something it isn't, which is what? love? it's far from that and will likely never be that. but nothing is ever impossible, and that foolish little notion is what he can't seem to rid himself of. he doesn't want to be his parents. he doesn't want to wake up one day with a full head of marvelously gray hair and realize that his wife can't stand the sight of him. ]
installing onto the throne a grisha queen who allegedly consorted with the darkling isn't ambitious enough? i'm rather impressed with us.
[ that sounded far more witty in his head. ]
where's your room, by the way? i feel like we should know these things about each other.
i do not see it
installing onto the throne a grisha queen who allegedly consorted with the darkling isn't ambitious enough? i'm rather impressed with us.
[ that sounded far more witty in his head. ]
where's your room, by the way? i feel like we should know these things about each other.