The Cruel Prince (The Folk of the Air Book 1)

If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse.

“Time to change partners,” a voice says, and I look to see that it’s the worst person possible: Cardan. “Oh,” he says to Locke. “Did I steal your line?”

When I allow myself to truly think on it, I cannot fault Locke for choosing her. I am violent. I’ve been poisoning myself for weeks. I am a killer and a liar and a spy.

“Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It’s disgusting, and I can’t stop.”

Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It’s disgusting, and I can’t stop.”

There’s always something left to lose.

lean toward him, close enough for a kiss. His eyes widen. The look in his face is some commingling of panic and desire.

“Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It’s disgusting, and I can’t stop.”

A dead woman living. A child born from nothing.”

I do not understand why he likes me, but it is exciting to be liked.