Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.
I don't quite comprehend why you'd force someone to bow when the purpose of the gesture is to display allegiance and respect.
We all bear scars,... Mine just happen to be more visible than most.
She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius- and she would not be afraid.
Witches didn't need blood to survive, but humans didn't need wine, either.
She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.