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Red Queen

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    Tabihar citeretfor 10 måneder siden
    In the fairy tales, the poor girl smiles when she becomes a princess. Right now, I don’t know if I’ll ever smile again
    Jose Alfredo Corona Ruizhar citeretsidste år
    My life is moving on, no matter how much I want it to stay the same
    marti leonhar citeretsidste år
    I—I loved you. I trusted you. I needed you. And now I’m going to die for it.”
    marti leonhar citeretsidste år
    I thought you were strong and brave and good. I thought you were better than him.”
    Better than Cal. Those are words Maven thought no one would ever say. He flinches, and for a second, I can see the boy I used to know.
    b0962784477har citeretfor 3 måneder siden
    The Lakelanders feared him; our soldiers loved him.”
    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    This is the true division between Silvers and Reds: the color of our blood.
    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    respite from grueling work

    передышка от изнурительной работы

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    bat an eye at any of it,

    моргни глазом на все это,

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    weaves, off balance

    плетет, выводит из равновесия

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    almost trot to keep up.

    почти рысью, чтобы не отстать.

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    snatches the apple

    выхватывает яблоко

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    has his uses,

    имеет свою пользу,

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    grab at the hand

    хватай за руку

    Dasha Durnevahar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
    flutters through the fray

    трепещет в драке

    Alicia Selenehar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    “It’s too bad we didn’t stay longer,” I murmur, looking out at the river. “I would have liked to die close to home.”

    Another breeze sends a curtain of my hair across my face, but Maven brushes it away and pulls me close with startling ferocity.

    Oh.

    His kiss is not at all like his brother’s. Maven is more desperate, surprising himself as much as me. He knows I’m sinking fast, a stone dropping through the river. And he wants to drown with me.

    “I will fix this,” he murmurs against my lips. I have never seen his eyes so bright and sharp. “I won’t let them hurt you. You have my word.”
    Alicia Selenehar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    Hugging him is like hugging my father or the brothers I’ll never see again. I don’t want to let him go, but the danger is too great for him to stay and we both know it.

    “Thank you, Mare,” he whispers in my ear. “You remind me so much of her.” I don’t need to ask to know he’s talking about Coriane, about the sister he lost so long ago. “I’ll miss you, little lightning girl.”

    Right now, the nickname doesn’t sound so bad.
    Alicia Selenehar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    As we pass through the archway, I feel the ghost of a touch on my arm: Cal. I look back to see him still staring, fingers outstretched. His eyes are darker than ever, boiling with some emotion I can’t place. But before he can speak, Evangeline appears at his side. When he takes her by the hand, I have to tear my eyes away.

    that's how you describe jealousy, by not indicating the exact emotion or reason,but by describing the strange state of the first character after seeing the second one with another or in some other situation

    Alicia Selenehar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    I blame my rapidly beating heart on the melody, the music that brims with so much life. Somehow this night reminds me of Julian’s lessons, his histories of the world before our own. That was a world of empires, of corruption, of war—and more freedom than I’ve ever known. But the people of that time are gone, their dreams in ruin, existing only in smoke and ash.
    Alicia Selenehar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    Heat crackles all around, radiating off his skin, and for a moment I’m reminded of Cal’s guarded temper. It seems Maven hides a fire as well, an even stronger one, and I don’t want to be around when it explodes

    Just maven

    Alicia Selenehar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    “I don’t go out to drink, Mare.”
    “So, what, you just catch pickpockets and hand out jobs willy-nilly?”
    When he stops short and whirls around, I knock into his chest, feeling for a moment the solid weight behind his frame. Then I realize he’s laughing deeply.
    “Did you just say willy-nilly?” he says between chuckles.
    My face blushes red beneath my makeup, and I give him a little shove. Very inappropriate, my mind chides. “Just answer the question.”
    His smile remains, though the laughter fades away. “I don’t do this for myself,” he says. “You have to understand, Mare. I don’t—I’m going to be king one day. I don’t have the luxury of being selfish.”
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