"...all ended with her eyes, hell, purgatory, paradise."
Book one: She's no angel, he's no saint.
Book two: Half my soul.
Book three: Dark paradise.
Book four: Tattered wings.
She strolled into the sitting room as the room filled up with the exquisite scent of pure ylang-ylang. And headed straight towards the wine on the side table, it was as it she'd never been hurt, never been helpless. She'd bathed, dressed in fresh silks, her raven black hair let loose as she wore a headpiece made out of moonstones. The girl seemed gleam up with confidence and beauty.
"You shouldn't drink wine," said Tolya, "the draught isn't out of your system yet."
She wrinkled her nose adorably. "Then I suppose I'll drink tea like an old woman. Zumu, never had a sip of tea in her life no wonder she don't think or act like an old lady." Zumu means grandmother in Shu.
"There's nothing wrong with tea, your majesty." Objected Tolya. "The Empress drinks wine like water, no wonder her mind is so fermented."
Aeolian gracefully sat down on the sofa and helped herself to the dried fruits displayed on the bowl. "This had been the Empress plan all along. If she'd killed me, she would have had cause for war."
"And I thought the Darkling was the evil one," Tolya muttered. "Are you positive she's your grandmother and not his?"
"Very funny. They both can rot for all I care." She tossed her glorious black mane behind.
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Tolya eyes caught the lock of hair that she'd cut off, that very night. He had sealed the lock of hair in an envelope.
"If I die tell him, I loved him." The words still ringing in Tolya's ears.
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The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true. You have to know where you want to go before you get there. Aeolian thought as she picked up another piece of dried raisin.
Back than at Ketterdam she was angry with Kaz after he'd told her that she could be replaced and she'd thought—just this minute, she'll settle for an apology. And she won't board the boat without one. Even if Kaz Brekker isn't sorry, he can pretend. He at least owes her his best imitation of a human being.
