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What you want and what the world needs are not always in accord, Kaz. Praying and wishing are not the same thing.

"Good," said Kaz, but the answer didn't come as quickly as Matthias might have expected. He fears for her, Matthias thought, and he does no like it. For once, he could sympathize with the demjin.

The world was made of miracles, unexpected earthquakes, storms that came from nowhere and might reshape a continent.

I will have you without armor. Those were the words she'd said to Kaz aboard the Ferolind, desperate for some sign that he might open himself to her, that they could be more than two wary creatures united by their distrust of the world.

One of his hand balanced on his cane. The other rested at his side next to her. She'd need only move the smallest amount and they would be touching. He was that close. He was that far from reach.

Matthias was not fooled. Kaz always spoke logic, but that didn't mean he always told truth.

I don't get it. I've spent my whole life hiding the things I can't do. Why run from the amazing things you can do.

"That's the laugh," he murmured, but she was already setting off down the quay, her feet barely touching the ground.

"Kaz,"said Nina. "You may not be glad we're alive, but we're glad you're alive. Come here!" "Leave him be," murmured Inej softly. "Saints, Wraith," said Jesper. "You're bleeding." "Should I call a doctor?" asked Jasper's father. "No!" they all replied in unisson. "Of course not," said Colm. "Should I ring for coffee?" "Yes' please, " said Nina.

Nina glanced from Inej to Kaz and saw they both wore the same expression. Nina knew that look. It came after the shipwreck, when the tide moved against you and the sky had gone dark. It was the first sight of land, the hope of shelter and even salvation that might await you on a distant shore.

We meet fear. We greet the unexpected visitor and listen to what he has to tell us. When fear arrives, something is about to happen.

"Meeting you was a disaster. " She raised a brow. "Thank you." Djel, he was terrible at this. He stumbled on, trying to make her understand. "But I am grateful for that disaster. I needed a catastrophe to shake me from the life I knew. You were an earthquake, a landslide." "I", she said, planting a hand on her hip, "am a delicate flower. ". "You aren't a flower, you're every blossom in the wood blooming at once. You are a tidal wave. You're a stampede. You are overwhelming. "

How many times have you told me you're a monster? So be a monster. Be the thing they all fear when they close their eyes at night.

I am grateful you're alive", he said. "I am grateful that you're beside me. I am grateful that you're eating." She rested her head on his shoulder. "You're better that waffles, Matthias Helvar." A small smile curled the Fjerdan's lips. "Let's not say things we don't mean, my love.

"Has anyone noticed this whole city is looking for us, mad at us, or wants to kill us ?" "So?" said Kaz. "Well, usually it's just half the city.

She smiled then, her cheeks red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he might die to earn again.

"I have been made to protect you. Even in death, I will find a way."

Suffering is like anything else. Live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste.

And that was what destroyed you in the end: the longing for something you could never have.