Isnโt it obvious, Sage? No, of course it isnโt. I did it so Iโd have a reason to be around you โ one I knew you couldnโt refuse.
Richelle MeadThe answer came to me before I'd even finished asking myself the question. I couldn't be Mason's girlfriend because when I imagined someone holding me and whispering dirty things in my ear, he had a Russian accent.
Richelle MeadRose once told me about this poem sheโd read. There was this line, โIf your eyes werenโt open, you wouldnโt know the difference between dreaming and waking.โ You know what Iโm afraid of? That someday, even with my eyes open, I still wonโt know.
Richelle MeadI eyed Dimitri, recalling a shadow in my periphery back in the ballroom. "You followed when I jumped in front of Lissa, didn't you? Who were you going for? Me or her?" He studied me for several long seconds. He could have lied. He could have given the easy answer by saying he'd intended to push both of us out of the way-if that was even possible, which I didn't recall. But Dimitri didn't lie. "I don't know, Roza. I don't know.
Richelle MeadVladimir did great thingsโso could she. Besides, they come first, right?" "Not always." I stared. I'd had they come first drilled into me since I was a child. It was what all guardians believed. Only the dhampirs who'd run away from their duty didn't subscribe to that. What he said was almost like treason. "Sometimes, Rose, you have to know when to put yourself first.
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