Abby E.’s Reviews > Of Song and Scepter > Status Update

The pain I feel now is nothing to the loss of him. That, I will not survive. Slowly, I make my way to him, hauling my broken body onto his chest. His ribs expand and collapse in rhythm—shaky, but breathing. “Soren.” He groans, and his head tips toward me. He opens one eye. With bloody fingers, he digs into his pocket, producing the opal ring. “Enna,” he whispers. “You never answered my question"
🤣

(“I’ll use it,” I state.
Hugo’s fingers twitch. Lord Ruven’s frown deepens. Lord Varik scowls. Lady Myrrh sighs.
“Excellent,” says Lord Almar.
My mother simply raises her eyebrow, waiting for the catch.)

Finally, a book where no one is stupid 🙏

(Slowly, her spines lower into the invisible sheaths beneath her soft skin. When I reach the crest of her elbow, she flinches. Her arm bends, revealing the mottled purple of a nasty bruise. Fresh. She swallows a whimper, but not before I can hear her pain. “Who did this to you?” I whisper. “Your Highness, please,” she whispers, pulling once more against my hold on her wrist.
“Tell me who.”)

You're killing me ❤️

(Aris finally removes her hand from my chest. “Shall we play again tomorrow?” she asks, that coy smile still on her face.
Drained of my energy, I frown at her. Was I not clear? I do not wish to see her again unless I’m required to by duty.
It takes every ounce of my control to keep my tone even as I lean in and whisper, “If this is pageantry, Princess, I don’t like the part you’re playing.”)

Boom. Roasted

I don't know why but I find that really funny 🤣😂

(It took me until my twenty-third kill to perfect the flick and slice of my blade. I’ve killed 2,735 since him, and now I know better. I have learned how to make it painless, as easy as blinking.)

Oh okay. Good for you- I mean for them

(Tephra smiles, eyes alight with mischief. “That body is yours to keep for the remainder of its lifetime,” she says. “If you succeed.”
Odissa’s new fins quiver. She presses her hand to her scarred chest, tracing the line of my suture. “And if I fail?”
Tephra’s gaze flicks from Odissa to me and back again. “Then you’ll be my dessert.”)

IDK if it's just me but shouldn't you be asking that BeFoRe the freakin bargain!?