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448 pages, Hardcover
First published April 24, 2018
Is it better to have your life ended by someone who hates you or someone who loves you?
“My name is Theodosia Eirene Houzzara, Queen of Astrea, and I will endure this.”
“The last person who called me by my true name was my mother, with her dying breath.”
“A life where a crown—gold or ash—doesn’t weigh heavy on my head.”
“Maybe his interest in me isn’t just about saving the damsel. Part of him also wants to be saved. If he’s stained by his father’s sins, then maybe I’m the only person who can absolve them.”
“You could ask me for the ocean itself and I would find a way to give it to you.”
“We are not defined by the things we do in order to survive.”
“Because that’s how water works. The river flows, pushing against a stone, even as it knows it won’t move it. It doesn’t have to. Enough currents go by, over enough time, and even the strongest stone gives in. It might take a lifetime or more, but water doesn’t give up.”
“You’re a lamb in the lion’s den, child. You’re surviving. Isn’t that enough?”
“I was a princess made of ashes; there is nothing left of me to burn.
Now it’s time for a queen to rise.”
“I let out a breath I didn’t realise I was holding.”
“I’m fine,” I say instead, forcing a smile she sees through immediately.
“You’re right,” I lie with a smile.
“I tell her with what I hope passes as a demure smile.”
“I paste a smile on my face as well.”
“Crescentia adds with a dimpled smile.”
“I give her a reassuring smile as Søren helps her off the ship.”
“I don my most innocent smile and link my arm through Erik’s.”
“Kaiser’s orders,” he says with a tight smile. “I’m sure he has his reasons.”
“He always does,” I reply, hoping my smile looks more natural than it feels.
“I force a high, false laugh, keeping my smile frozen and speaking in Astrean for extra measure.”
Elpis is bewildered. “Smile,” I tell her"
“I look up at the guard and give him my sweetest smile, though it doesn’t seem to do much good. His face remains frozen.”
“Søren grimaces, but his eyes are smiling”
“I tighten my smile so that it looks vaguely forced”
“All it takes are wide eyes, tentative smiles, and a wolf at my heels.”
"I shrug, but my smile is feral."
"Her eyes linger on me a moment longer before her mouth curls into a tight smile and she clasps her hands in front of her.
“Her smile is wan.”
“Her mouth twitches into something that might be a smile.”
“but he was a gangly boy with an easy smile.”
"I smile pleasantly at the barrage of courtiers”
“I say, forcing a smile.”
“Blaise must see where it’s going, because a grim smile stretches across his face.”
“The thought of it causes a smile to rise to my lips."
"I smile.”
“I give Elpis a smile of thanks”
“Cress smiles, relief flooding her face”
“Have you ever seen him smile?”
“My father doesn’t smile much either.”
“I force a smile.”
“Her smile is sweet but false.”
“Her words rankle, but I try not to show it, forcing a smile instead."
“Her smile grows somewhat warmer as she calls for Elpis to come dress her hair.”
“She glances at the pin in my hair, set with simple pearls, lips pursing thoughtfully.”
"I add with a smile.”
“He smiles, relieved.”
“With a gracious smile...”
“her eyes boring into me no matter how many reassuring smiles I give her."
"but I force a smile and try not to let him see it.
He manages a smile, but he still doesn’t look at me."
“but he catches my look and smiles.”"
"He shakes his head and smiles. It’s the first time I’ve seen him really smile,
“He shakes his head and forces a smile."
"Søren softens, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“He smiles and passes me the fork.”
but Crescentia’s smile”
“Her smile faltered.”
“but I resisted and after a moment she nodded.”
“I smile at her”
“I don’t answer him except to nod.”
“If I were alone, I might smile.”
“I say, hoping for a smile.“
“she says with a smile so sweet I know it must be fake.”
“Art’s smile turns feral”
“Her smile is cruel and mocking.”
"“but I get the feeling he’s nodding.”
“giving him a dimpled smile here”
“... watch Crescentia as she gives the Kaiser a dimpled smile”
“Crescentia turns our way and her blinding smile grows wider.”
“I tell her with a forced smile I hope seems natural.”
“she replies with a smile that feels like a blow to my heart.”
“her mouth is smiling as she nudges me toward him."
"She smiles slightly, her shoulders relaxing.”
“... taking my hands in hers and smiling.”
“She gives me a smile so sad...”
“... fair eyebrows arched over a bemused smile.”
“An uncertain smile tugs at her lips...”
“Her smile lingers for a moment...”
“She has the same smile as Søren.”
"Elpis gives me a small smile.”
“.... she murmurs, her smile rare and wide.”
“... I say, smiling.”
“Her smile is genuine, relieved.”
“After a second, she gives me a smile”
“Cress’s smile softens into something more natural.”
“I ask with a bland smile...”
“I glance up at him through my eyelashes and summon my sweetest smile.”
“His smile broadens and he leans back in the chair, which creaks under his girth."
"Søren’s open smile on the boat"
“I can’t help but smile."
"A small smile works its way to Elpis’s mouth,
“He breaks into a lopsided smile when he sees me.”
“Even with the wall between us, I know she’s smiling.”
“I nod, fighting a smile.”
“Cress’s smile is beatific as she does just that, picking up the book of Elcourtian histories.”
“I’m going to miss her smile.”
“Her smile is a brittle.”
“She smiles and gives my hand a squeeze before releasing it."
"She smiles, relieved.”
“She looks back to me, pale eyebrows raised, smile tentative.”
“I try to smile at him”
“He means it as a comfort and I smile at him and pretend to be comforted,"
“I am rage and hurt and hatred, but I force that aside and give him a small, tentative smile,”
“He smiles like a wolf closing in on its prey”
“...and I will smile”
“... and though he flashes a smile at Søren”"
“I say with a half smile.”
“Heron smiles”
“When I comply, a smile ghosts across his face.”
“ She was smiling bigger than I’d ever seen her.”
“She smiles and it is wild and triumphant, despite everything.”
“Crescentia was pretty and sweet and always smiling.”
“I say, twisting my mouth into a cruel smile.”
“Her mouth tightens and she mirrors my mockery of a smile."
“I hope my smile looks more real than it feels.”
“I can’t help but smile.”
“... my smile slides away.”
“and he almost smiles."
“He’s smiling"
“he says with a tired smile”
“Then wave, at least, and smile”
“... it doesn’t have the warmth my mother’s smile always held.”
“I tell her, pasting on the fake smile I always wore at court.”
“We do,” she says, matching my smile.
“... her smile has gone feral.”
“My name is Theodosia Eirene Houzzara, Queen of Astrea, and I will endure this.”
“I am angry.
I am hungry.
And I promise myself that one day I will watch them all burn.”
“I know who I am because of it; I know what matters to me and what I’m willing to fight for. Can you say the same?” [Theo to Søren]
“My father wants things and he takes them,” he says. “Everyone else be damned.”
“That’s the difference between us, I suppose: Crescentia yearns for love, and I prefer destruction.”
“We are not defined by the things we do in order to survive. We do not apologize for them,” she says quietly, eyes never leaving mine. “Maybe they have broken you, but you are a sharper weapon because of it. And it is time to strike.”
“I should not be calm, but I am. There is one path ahead of me now, and I can see it clearly lit. It is an awful path, one I hate. I will never forgive myself for walking down it. I will not come out the other side the same.
But it is the only path I can take.”
She gets to her feet and I know that I should rise as well and curtsy, but I’m frozen in place. “Some advice, little lamb? Next time you close a window, make sure it doesn’t open a trapdoor beneath your feet.”
She’s halfway to the door when I find my voice. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admit, barely louder than a whisper.
The Kaiserin hears me, though. She turns and regards me with that disconcerting, unfocused stare of hers. “You’re a lamb in the lion’s den, child. You’re surviving. Isn’t that enough?”
"Yana Crebesti, remember?" he says. "Will you trust me in this?"
"Yana Crebesti," I tell him, even as it breaks my heart.
It’s safer to live only in the present, to be a girl with no past to yearn for and no future to have ripped away.
“We are not defined by the things we do in order to survive. We do not apologize for them,” she says quietly, eyes never leaving mine. “Maybe they have broken you, but you are a sharper weapon because of it. And it is time to strike.”
Is it better to have your life ended by someone who hates you or someone who loves you?
“The hope inside me is not smothered yet. It is dying, yes, with only a few embers left. But I’ve seen fires rekindled with less.”
I will not anger the Kaiser and he will keep me alive. This is the rule I’ve learned to follow.
You’re a lamb in the lion’s den, child. You’re surviving. Isn’t that enough?
“I was a princess made of ashes; there is nothing left of me to burn. Now it's time for a queen to rise.”