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“What are you looking at, Matthias?â€� The low thrum of her voice vibrated straight through him.
He kept his eyes on the ceiling, whispering softly. “Nothing.�
“Matthias, are you praying?�
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“For restraint?� she said sweetly.
“You really are a witch.�
“I’m not proper, Matthias.�
“I am aware of this.� Miserably, keenly, hungrily aware.
“And I’m sorry to inform you, but you’re not proper either.�
His gaze dropped to her now. “I—�
“How many rules have you broken since you met me? How many laws? They won’t be the last. Nothing about us will ever be proper,â€� she said. She tilted her face up to his. So close now it was as if they were already touching. “Not the way we met. Not the life we lead. And not the way we kiss.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“Meeting you was a disaster.â€�
She raised a brow. “Thank you.�
Djel, he was terrible at this. He stumbled on, trying to make her understand. “But I am grateful for that disaster. I needed a catastrophe to shake me from the life I knew. You were an earthquake, a landslide.�
“I,� she said, planting a hand on her hip, “am a delicate flower.�
“You aren’t a flower, you’re every blossom in the wood blooming at once. You are a tidal wave. You’re a stampede. You are overwhelming.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“The head is too wise. The heart is all fire.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King

“I have been made to protect you. Even in death, I will find a way.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom