"You're so incredibly violent." He paused. "I think I like it"
“You're an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature.”
Tell me what you enjoy, so I can make you love it.
"Very rarely is anything I do innocent, Princess."
Sometimes remembering those who died means facing your own mortality.
"But you know how easy it is to be yourself when you wear a mask." His voice was low as his gaze held mine. "How anything you want becomes achievable when you can pretend that no one knows who you are."
"The next time you go out, wear better shoes and thicker clothing. Those slippers are likely to be the death of you, and that dress... the death of me."
"And you're not a decent person?"
Hawke lowered his gaze. "I'm many things. Decent is rarely one of them."
"It's really that simple for you?" I asked, wanting to belive him, and also not.
His forehead rested against mine, startling me. "Nothing is ever simple. And when it is, it's rarely worth it."
Some things, one spoken, were given a life of their own.
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