Is Adrian here?โ โWho?โ โAdrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes.โ She frowned. โDo you mean Jet?โ โI โฆ Iโm not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?โ The girl nodded sagely. โYup. You must mean Jet.
Richelle MeadYou are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth. You have no clue of how beautiful you are or how brightly you shine.
Richelle MeadI secretly wondered if Dimitri's problem might be that he was jealous. He hadn't pulled Lissa aside to yell at her. The thought made me slightly happy, but then I remembered my earlier curiosity about why Dimitri had even wandered by.
Richelle MeadWell...what did you promise exactly? Not to tell anyone that Eric Dragomir had a mistress and baby?" Sonya nodded. "And not to tell who they were?" Sonya nodded again. Sydney gave Sonya the warmest, friendliest smile i'd ever seen on the Alchemist. "Did you promise not to tell anyone where they are?" Sonya nodded, and Sydney's smile faltered a little. Then her eyes lit up. "Did you promise not to LEAD anyone to where they are?
Richelle MeadSydney, I'm so happy to see you again. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. And you must be Neil." "Your majesty." Neil swept her a bow so low that his forehead touched the ground. Above him, Adrian rolled his eyes. "Easy there, Lancelot," Adrian said. "I don't think bowing is required when she's in jeans and bunny slippers.
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