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“You think I’m perfect?”
He didn’t look away. Didn’t look bashful or even nervous. Just stared at her, like she’d asked him if Luna orbited the Earth. Then he leaned over and brushed a kiss against her forehead.
“Just sort of,” he said. “You know. On a good day.”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter

“He was not going to die. She was not a girl of ice and glass at all, but a girl of sunshine and stardust, because Jacin wasn’t going to die.”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter

“The young princess was as beautiful as daylight. She was more beautiful even than the queen herself.”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter

“She hesitated before asking, “Do you ever think about the future?”
His expression turned wary. “Of course I do.”
“And … does it include me?”
His gaze softened in a way that made her pulse skip. Releasing the overhead pipe, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “That depends on whether I’m thinking about the good future or the bad one.”
Cinder shut her eyes and tucked her head under his chin. “As long as one of them does.”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter