5 Quotes by Emma Clifton

Rosalind exploded with a shriek worthy of a tea-kettle.

It’s time you met Mother,” said Marius. It was about as far from a declaration of undying passion as a man could get.

She would die faking her death. All she could think about was how much Marius would laugh at her funeral.

Even as she was about to read the mysterious, tortured hero’s declaration of undying passion to the piquant young heroine, Rosalind found herself obliged instead to look up into Marius’s decidedly un-mysterious, non-tortured face.

King Cygnus dozed in his chair, and a dark shadow curled up in the window seat. That dark shadow happened to have a name, which happened to be Darcy; but nobody really notices dark shadows, even named ones. They have a habit of lurking about. People learn to ignore them after a while.