[ when nina speaks, she draws alina's eye. her relief softens out into something sober, serious. this isn't just her power. it belongs to ravka. those suns are ravka's hope. her face is too serious, it seems, for nina quickly squashes some of her wonder. for that, alina feels a little guilty.
all the same, she laughs a little, closing her hands and dimming the lights. ]
Would you believe me if I told you that you're the first to ask me that? [ everyone else seemed totally prepared to thrust the country into her hands without remorse, no matter how young she was, no matter how afraid. ] Saints, but I'd kill for real food.
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all the same, she laughs a little, closing her hands and dimming the lights. ]
Would you believe me if I told you that you're the first to ask me that? [ everyone else seemed totally prepared to thrust the country into her hands without remorse, no matter how young she was, no matter how afraid. ] Saints, but I'd kill for real food.