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"The Nizahl Heir traced Essiya’s cuffs, and he started to plan."

Arin pov but at what cost?

"Somewhere, Arin would be reeling at my betrayal. His eyes would go icy and unforgiving, and a scar to match the one on his jaw would gouge into his soul. Perhaps he’d hunt me as he hunted Soraya."

No this is gonna hurt more 😭

"My silver cuffs clattered to the floor. Iridescent cracks raced across my body, the glowing streaks breaking open over my skin. I saw my reflection in Queen Hanan’s chalice just as silver and gold rolled over my eyes."

Oh my god she did it

“I allowed myself to look up at Arin. Like a dying woman at an oasis, I drank my fill of the beautiful Heir. Horror twisted across his features. As hard as he tried to plan every conceivable outcome, even the Nizahl Heir could not prepare for the hidden shadows of a broken mind—nor what might happen if light was turned upon them.”

NO DON'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF

“Love was not submission. It was not testing how far I could bend before I broke. Love was Sefa’s hand finding mine in the dark to reassure herself of my presence. Love was Marek entering the kingdom of his nightmares to help me. Raya’s squash soup on my birthday, Rory’s gruff smile when I named an herb correctly, (...) Love was Arin cradling my face in a burning room and telling me to run.”

🥹🤍

"Arin offered his hand. “I believe we have an agreement.”
“Have you learned your steps?”
Arin swept me in a turn, hooking me under his arm and spinning me out (...) He reeled me in with a grin that I wanted to pocket. “At the age of nine.”
“Liar.” I shook my head with mock outrage."

Let them stay here pls 😩

“Do you have the faintest clue how you frustrate me?” (...) . “How you fascinate me?”

What if I just stop reading here and imagine they lived happily ever after? What put me through such pain hahaha right?

“I am not immortal, lofty, mighty, or magnificent. I cannot be, because I am just a man.” (...) Ice-blue eyes, eyes that saw too much, saw through my careful pretenses, searched my own. “I am only a man.”
Later, I wouldn’t recall who reached first. (...) We met in a collision that should have rocked the very foundations of the Citadel."

It only took us 360 pages hehe no biggie

“A gloved hand closed around the necklace. He tied it around his neck without looking away from me, patting the spot where it settled. “As though I would turn away a gift from Suraira herself,” he mused. A shake of his head, as though the very concept thwarted rationality. “From the Alcalah’s Victor.”

When she reveals her identity oh my lord 😞