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“Zoya’s laugh sounded brittle to her ears. “A king with a demon inside him. A monk with the Darkling inside him. A general with a dragon inside her. We’re all monsters now, Nikolai.” She pushed her glass aside. It was time to say good night. She moved toward the door. “Zoya,” Nikolai said. “War can make it hard to remember who you are. Let’s not forget the human parts of ourselves.”

“Nina czuła, że zaraz łzy napłyną jej do oczu. Pocałowała go w skroń. [...] Otworzył oczy; były półprzytomne i bardzo bladobłękitne. ─ Nina ─ powiedział cicho. Musnął kostkami dłoni jej policzek. Szorstką ręką ujął delikatnie jej twarz. Nie wierzył własnym oczom. ─ Nina? Oczy napełniły się jej łzami. ─ Ciii. Przyszliśmy cię stąd wyciągnąć. Zanim zdążyła zamrugać, złapał ją za ramiona i przyszpilił do ziemi. ─ Nina ─ warknął. I zacisnął dłonie na jej gardle.”

“What are we even supposed to do?” Nina said aloud. “I know my way around horses,” Leoni offered. Adrik rolled his eyes. “Here we go.” “It will ingratiate us with the locals,” insisted Leoni, already pushing through the trees. “We could use some soldier friends.” “Soldier friends?” Nina asked incredulously. “Come on,” said Adrik. “If we leave Leoni to her own devices, she may invite them to a slumber party.”

“Wylan hadn’t realized it then, but Kaz had known his true identity all along. Dirtyhands kept tabs on anyone who took up residence in the Barrel, and he’d placed Wylan under Dregs protection, certain that one day a rich mercher’s son would come in handy. He had no illusions about why Kaz had looked out for him, but he also knew he never would have survived this long without his help. And Kaz didn’t care if he could read. Kaz and the others teased him, but they’d given him a chance to prove himself. They valued the things he could do instead of punishing him for the things he couldn’t.”

“Shall I tell you the secret of true love? her father once asked her. A friend of mine liked to tell me that women love flowers. He had many flirtations, but he never found a wife. Do you know why? Because women may love flowers, but only one woman loves the scent of gardenias in late summer that remind her of her grandmother's porch. Only one woman loves apple blossoms in a blue cup. Only one woman loves wild geraniums. That's Mama! Inej had cried. Yes. Mama loves wild geraniums because no other flower has quite the same color, and she claims that when she snaps the stem and puts a sprig behind her ear, the whole world smells like summer. Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you'll meet a boy who will learn your favourite flower, your favourite song, your favourite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.”