Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that Dimitri didn't ask to see you. He asked specifically not to see you.
Richelle MeadHow do you know it was the blighted pile? Did you recognize Maiwennโs gift?โ โNo, but there was a marble bust of Dorian in there, which I figured must have been his kingdomโs โhumbleโ gift.
Richelle MeadDo you go see her?" "No," I said, refusing to acknowledge that I'd just seen Lissa last night. "That's not my life anymore." "Right. Your life is all about dangerous vigilante missions." "You wouldn't understand anything that isn't drinking, smoking, or womanizing." He shook his head. "You're the only one I want, Rose." "Well, you can keep feeling that way, but you're going to have to keep waiting." "Much longer?" He asked me. "I don't know." Hope blossomed on Adrian's face. "That's the most optimistic thing you've told me so far.
Richelle MeadWhat is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?" "Because we live in a dessert.
Richelle MeadScrew you," I told him in a low voice. "Are you offering?โ "From what I've heard, there isn't much to screw," I shot back.
Richelle MeadI couldn't recall the last time I'd seen that much of him on display. It was wonderful and frightening on the same time. I then said the stupidest thing possible. "You're not scared of anything." "I'm scared of a lot of things. I was scared for you" He released me, and I stepped back. There was still passion and worry written all over him. "I'm not perfect, I'm not invulnerable.
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