I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don't care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my friend.
No one deserves to be whipped like an animal.
We each survive in our own way.
I wish you to become who you were born to be. To become queen.
You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.
The people you love are just weapons that will be used against you.