She briefly wished she did have some sort of magic so she could shoot a bolt of lightning through his head.
Marissa MeyerNo. She will never be queen.โ She swayed toward him, and he felt like he was being encircled by a python, smothered and choked.
Marissa MeyerHello?" A girl again. "I know you can hear me. I'm sorry my friend is such a wing nut. You can just ignore him." "That's usually what we do," said the other feminine voice.
Marissa Meyer