It is all we have left to us. And while it is more than I ever dared dream, it is nowhere near enough.
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I stare at him coldly. "I do not care for needlework." I pause. "Unless it involves the base of the skull.
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However, there are those who deserve to die but who have not yet encountered the means to do so—we help them on their way.
R.L. LaFeversIt is this kindness of his that unsettles me most. I can dodge a blow or block a knife. I am impervious to poison and know a dozen ways to escape a chokehold or garrote wire. But kindness? I do not know how to defend against that.
R.L. LaFeversNot all men are the same, you know. With someone such as Gavriel, I would suggest appearing aloof, not chasing too much. He might see that as suffocating rather than charming."
Her words are sharp, but her voice is sweet, like honey on the edge of a blade, and meant to be cutting. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face and commending his soul to Mortain.
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When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.
R.L. LaFeversHe smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.
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