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Even when I loved Nicasia, I never considered anything past a strategic marriage. I am not sure I am even capable of … loving that way. Unconditionally. There was never much of that in my family, either.

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She kills my self control - Chapter 4

/Includes dialogue from The Cruel Prince, Chapter 11

I should be enjoying this. A mortal affected by the most banal fruit, a proof of her inferiority. The usually defiant mortal girl, the girl who haunts me day and night, completely at our mercy.

Yet, I am not.

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She kills my self control - Chapter 3

“When will you learn to be a prince, Cardan? Don’t we set a good example for you?”

“Yes, you do.”

“So why don’t you follow it?”

Because it will never be enough. Because I will never be king, because I will never have their approval, because I will always be the failure of a prince that I was destined to be. I shrug.

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/ contains dialogue from The Cruel Prince, Chapter 8 

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WHO SAYS I WONT RE READ THE FOLK OF THE AIR SERIES FOR THE FITH TIME 

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/ Cardan is trying to figure out his feelings for Jude. Lots of pining. Lots of fantasizing. Set during The Cruel Prince.

My eyes follow her hand as she spreads a thick red jam on a piece of bread and brings it to her mouth. Some jam sticks to her cheek and I watch as Taryn leans forward and wipes it away.

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/ Cardan and Jude join the rest of the family to enjoy Halloween in the Mortal World.

Part of Tales from the Mortal Realm, a collection of random moments in the lives of the Queen and King of Elfhame.

“Is it strange that I find you attractive dressed as such?”

I was looking at myself in the mirror, assessing my outfit, when Cardan sneaked into the room. His training with The Ghost was paying off, he was as silent as ever.

“Strange? Yes. Surprising? No.”

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/Jude and Cardan Housesit for Vivienne. They cuddle. Super fluffy

Part of Tales from the Mortal Realm, a collection of random moments in the lives of the Queen and King of Elfhame. 

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I just finished the cruel prince series and I am at a loss for words. I absolutely LOVED it! I haven’t felt this way since like six of crows so time to reblog a whole lotta cruel prince stuff!

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/ Cardan has been teasing Jude for a week, and she decided to get her revenge. 

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His gaze was wild with restraint as I sat facing him and grabbed the soap. While he did not move, I could see his tail whipping from left to right, a cat waiting to pounce. I made a show of washing myself, scrubbing dirt and sweat from my body. I was very aware of his intense stare, the way he grasped the sides of the tub until his knuckles were white.

“Jude…”, he whined.

“You’ve been so eager to tease me this week. Isn’t this fair, husband?”

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“Jude, you totally did.” Cardan said, sipping from a dark gray tumbler. Jude shook her head. She definitely did not almost hit a raccoon. She just wanted to see if Cardan was paying attention.

The sun set low in the sky. Glorious shades of orange and gold cast light along the trees, the leaves fell against the dark, wet pavement like shooting stars. Jude flipped down her visor.

She adjusted in her seat for the third time in the last five minutes. She cleared her throat. “Remind me why we have to go?” Cardan played with the radio, never sticking to a single station for more than a few minutes. Jude couldn’t count how many times she’d smacked his hands away. 

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