eleanor grey ♡

“What are you doing here?” she whispered. “You’re…” He grinned. “A wanted man?” She ducked beneath the raised hands of the next couple. Rotated back. Curtsied. “Exactly,” she said as her palm found Jest’s again. “Good,” he said, his dimples showing, “I hoped you might still feel that way.”
― Marissa Meyer, Heartless

“Off with his head”
― Marissa Meyer, Heartless

“Tell me a secret, a nice one.”
― MsKingBean89, All the Young Dudes

“Her mother sneered. “Then you are a fool.”

“Good. I’ve become rather fond of fools.”
― Marissa Meyer, Heartless