Charlotte felt like a fugitive fleeing from some unseen beast. I won't let you down. I want to be cruel to you but I can't. Shellfire punctured the skin of night.
You haven't learned how to use your powers; I can't let you— But you can't protect me! You said it yourself. And a damn sight more useful. I worship Kristian's strength of my own free will, as I'd worship the perfection of a Michelangelo sculpture. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you.
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