He watched as I slipped one of the shoes on. "You have a guardian angel." "I don't believe in angels," I told him. "I believe in what I can do for myself." Well then, you have an amazing body." I glanced up at him with a questioning look. "For healing, I mean. I heard about the accident.
Richelle MeadIt was something of a mystery how a couple of teenage girls had managed to escape detection for two years, especially when one of them was a privileged Moroi princess and the other a delinquent dhampir with a disciplinary file so long that it broke school records.
Richelle MeadDreams, dreams. I walk them; I live them. I delude myself with them. It's a wonder I can spot reality anymore.
Richelle MeadShe snuggled back under the blanket with me, turned toward me so that she could rest her head on my chest. โI hear your heart,โ she said. โDo you check every once in a while, just to make sure Iโm not undead?
Richelle MeadThat was ridiculous," I told Dorian, once she'd left. "She's not the kind of person to fall for your flirting." "On the contrary," said Dorian. "She's exactly the kind of person to fall for it. I understand these warrior maids, you know. They live such harsh, cold lives, always trying to keep up with the men... when really, they just need someone to make them feel like a woman. And that, of course, is an area in which I excel. Why, if I'd had ten minutes alone with herโ
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