Angela

“She curtsied before the king, the shadow of Saint Katell falling like a sword across her neck.”
― Claire Legrand, Furyborn

“Do you even remember how many people you've killed, Eliana?"
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"Eighty-seven," she whispered as the gunshots continued. "Eighty-eight. Eighty-nine.”
― Claire Legrand, Furyborn

“Life is a journey without a map, and as such, we'll all encounter twists and turns that force us to correct our course or change directions entirely.”
― Nic Stone, Odd One Out

“Here, my lady. I’ll help you back to bed and send for some tea. And a cinnamon cake, perhaps?” Rielle leaned heavily into Evyline’s broad body. “Perhaps three cakes would do the trick.” “Three cakes are, generally speaking, much more effective than one, my lady.” Rielle’s smile was faint and brought prickling tears to her eyes. “Bless you, Evyline. I’ve taught you well.”
― Claire Legrand, Furyborn