Nah, You Always Look Good. As For

You Did Good Roza. Very Good. Now Sleep.

To My Surprise, I Recognized Dimitri Belikov-rose's Boyfriend-among Those Doing Crowd Control. He Was Easy To Spot Since He Was Almost Always Taller Than Everyone Around Him. Dhampirs Look Very Human, And Even I Could Admit That He Was Pretty Good-looking. There Was A Rugged Handsomeness To Him, And Even In A Still Photograph, I Could See A Fierceness As He Watched The Crowd.

You Know, Aunt Tasha Makes Jokes About How Youʹd Actually Be A Better Queen Than The Others, Except Sometimes . . . I Donʹt Think Sheʹs Joking.

Then, His Struggles Stopped. His Eyes Stared At Me, Stunned, And His Lips Parted, Almost Into A Smile, Albeit A Grisly And Pained One. "that’s What I Was Supposed To Say..." He Gasped Out. Those Were His Last Words.

Christian Stretched Out Beside Her And Pulled Her Close. ʺbut For What Itʹs Worth, I Think Youʹd Be A Great Queen Too, Princess Dragomir.ʺ ʺyouʹre Going To Get Dirty,ʺ She Warned. ʺalready Am. Oh, You Mean From Your Clothes?ʺ He Wrapped His Arms Around Her, Heedless Of Her Damp And Muddy State. ʺi Spent Most Of My Childhood Hiding In A Dusty Attic And Own Exactly One Dress Shirt. You Really Think I Care About This T-shirt?ʺ