just a little something from the sequel to the storm prince <3
“She heard Nikolai’s teasing voice. You’re getting soft, Nazyalensky. He liked to brag he’d melted her frigid heart, dragging her around Ravka trying to exorcise his various demons. In reality, she’d grown a soft spot for the handsome, clever king when she’d caught him after the Battle of the Fold. She’d watched over while Genya and Tolya stitched the black cuts as closed as they could and wrapped him in bandages. Even in his sleep he had a furrow between his brows, like he was deep in miserable thought. He’d reminded her of herself, and from that moment she swore she’d never leave his side.”
















