Jenna Moreci

The Savior's Champion

    Nenad Zubovićhar citeretsidste år
    “Blessed Day! Naomi, you look beautiful.”

    “Thank you, Milo. I’ll never marry you.”
    Nenad Zubovićhar citeretsidste år
    “Tomorrow, in our first public viewing at the fortress arena, the Giant and the Artist will fight to the death.”
    Nenad Zubovićhar citeretsidste år
    The words held an unexpected sharpness that tied a knot in his chest. This can’t go on any longer. With a breath, he took a look at his most recent drawing.

    Leila.
    Nenad Zubovićhar citeretsidste år
    Time became fleeting. He was absorbed in his work, governed by his impulse and his swift, steady hand. It was seamless; it was easy, as if he had never stopped. The piece was coming together, though something was missing—a freckle. A quick fix. Finally he was finished, and he stepped back to stare at his creation: a beautiful charcoal portrait.

    Of Leila.
    Nenad Zubovićhar citeretsidste år
    “Wembleton made the same announcement for Fabian, for Milo, for Lucian and Hansel. And the people cheered—for the Farmer, and the Benevolent, and the Cetus, and the Poet. Nameless beings, as if they were characters from folklore. Well, I prefer to see you all as you are: men. With names, with families…” She glanced at Tobias. “With sisters.” Her gaze flitted away. “The masses can remain ignorantly blissful if they please. But I’d rather live my life with my eyes open.”
    Nenad Zubovićhar citeretsidste år
    “How’s that rage of yours now? Are you boiling yet? You know, it’s not healthy to carry so much anger in your heart. It’s the certain path to self-destruction.”
    Kasper Enevold Nielsenhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    Flynn slid in front of Tobias and slammed his fist into the hog’s snout, sending it flopping onto its side.
    Kasper Enevold Nielsenhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    Pippa, did you want to sit?”
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