readingandfangirling

readingandfangirling:

"The Seelie Queen lay upon her bed and looked up at the stone ceiling of her bedchamber."

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"Faeries slept little, and rarely dreamed, but the Queen liked her bed to be comfortable."

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“Have you ever,” said the boy in the bed beside her, “pricked yourself on one of the thorns, Your Majesty?”

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“She turned to look at Jonathan Morgenstern sprawled among the covers.”

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“She leaned to kiss him, and he reached up to twine his fingers in her red hair.”

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