I do not want to be their equal. In my heart, I yearn to best them.
Tag: jude duarte
Jude Duarte and Cardan Greenbriar
“Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?” Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment.
“No” I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. “Tell me.”
“I can’t.”