Silvia, running her hands over her clothes to smooth them, spoke for us. Weren’t in the mood for a fight today, I guess.” The rebels ran as soon as the shots were fired. We stood on the steps, breathing heavily. Kriss and I turned together, watching as the uniform became clear. We continued on, the sound of our escape covering the shouts until one man’s voice rang out right on top of us. I wanted to be irritated that she said it, but I knew we were all thinking the same thing.Īs we descended into the darkness, I tried to reconcile myself to the hours that would be wasted, hiding like mice. “Damn it, Elise, pick up the pace!” Celeste yelled. We started down the stairs, Elise and Silvia heading the charge. “Here it is!” Silvia called, pushing a mysterious panel in a wall. Even now, as I hoped Maxon would choose me, a world without Aspen felt unimaginable. I couldn’t see a life for me that didn’t include Aspen. Maybe his patience with me was falling short, his ability to see only the best in me running dry. And then I’d ended up staying and had given him no explanation as to why. I had been about to leave the palace and had asked him to give me some space to get over the Selection. Our last conversation wasn’t exactly a happy one. While I could easily be at peace with the things we didn’t need to say, I had no such luck with the things we’d said out loud. And saying nothing, he’d answer I know, just take care of yourself. In a split second, without a word, I could tell him Be careful and stay safe. There was a problem, and he was on his way to fix it. Aspen didn’t look afraid or even startled. The guards passing us were completely indistinguishable from one another until a set of green eyes locked with mine. I found myself admiring them, wondering at the courage it took to run toward danger for the sake of other people. We followed her through a maze of hallways, looking for a path to the basement, watching as guard after guard ran in the opposite direction.
“How do we get downstairs from here?” Elise asked. “Less talking, more moving!” Silvia yelled. “If it’s me, I’ll wear sneakers every day. “One of us is going to have to get used to it,” Celeste said, her breath labored.
“I hate running in these shoes,” Kriss muttered, a heap of dress draped over her arm, eyes focused on the end of the hall. There was no more patience left for these attacks. Whether they came with guns or stones, anyone showing the smallest level of aggression within sight of the palace would die.
#The one by kiera cass windows#
Within seconds, the guards had lined up at the windows and were firing, and the bursts of sound echoed in my ears as we fled. Kriss grabbed my arm, pulling me, and I broke into a run alongside her as we made our way to the exit. Celeste let out a high-pitched scream and bolted toward the back of the room, barely escaping a shower of glass. Elise immediately hit the ground and started crawling for the side door, whimpering as she went. THIS TIME WE WERE IN the Great Room enduring another etiquette lesson when bricks came flying through the window. "It's hard to know everything about the people close to you, even the people you love the most.The boy who climbed into the tree house in my heart "Maybe the rules are wrong!" (America, 181) Great intentions but awful ideas." (Marlee to America, 127)
#The one by kiera cass full#
"America, you are full of nothing but bad ideas. "Not wanting the crown means you're probably the best person to have it." (America and Georgia, 47) You, more than the others, act on what's right before thinking about what it will mean for yourself." (Georgia to America, 45) "It doesn't really matter how you feel about your character it just matters what you do with it. Rebels infiltrate the palace and carry out a deadly attack, killing both the king and queen. Rebel attacks continue, and Aspen keeps trying to tell America something, but she won't let him (it's that he's in love with her maid, Lucy). America's father dies (I suspected King Clarkson, but it was a genetic heart condition) and she returns home for a few days. America and Maxon sneak out of the palace, with Aspen's help, to meet with Northern rebels August Illea and Georgia.
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