Extraits

"Be careful what you ask for. Because you just might get it."

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Cinderella is dead, page 37.

“Je ne veux pas être sauvée par un preux chevalier en armure. J’aimerais être celle porte l’armure, celle qui sauve.”

J'avais 12 ans quand j'ai annoncé à mes parents que je préférais trouver une princesse plutôt qu'un prince.

Do not be silent.

Raise your voice.

Be a light in the dark.

I was twelve when I told my parents that I would much rather find a princess than a prince.

“You’re always with your mother. She doesn’t let you get a word in edgewise.”

I watch him out of the corner of my eye. “Or maybe I don’t have much to say.”

“Okay.” He grimaces a little. “I was surprised at your outburst back there with the cart. I’ve never seen a girl refuse a man’s request so openly. That’s a dangerous thing to do.”

“I think sometimes we make the mistake of thinking monsters are abhorrent aberrations, lurking in the darkest recesses, when the truth is far more disturbing. The most monstrous men are those who sit in plain sight, daring you to challenge them.”

"Come now," he says. "You don't really want to hurt me. A beautiful lady like yourself wouldn't do that."

The corner of Constance's mouth twitches. "That you try to flatter me when I have a blade at your neck makes me want to slit your throat and spare the world of your ignorance."

I watch as a young boy pocket a silver spoon from a table as the man attending it bargains with one of his patrons. My first thought is to alert the merchant, but when he makes a comment about the length of a young girl's skirt and how her legs are simply too inviting to resist, I stop in my tracks. He deserves to have his things stolen

Spoiler(cliquez pour révéler)- Une fille comme moi ? Pourtant, vous m'avez prise à part, vous avez organisé ce grand évènement dans le but de m'attirer ici. Vous parvenez à peine à vous contrôler en ma présence, alors, je vous pose la question : en vérité, qui a le pouvoir sur qui ?