The Only Way To Lose A Kingdom

I Said Earlier That Dead Things Don't Always Stay Dead. Well, I'm One Of Them. Don't Worry - I'm Not Like The Strigoi. But I Did Die Once (i Don't Recommend It).

I Know I’m Not Supposed To Say This, But I Love You.

Really, It's My Fault. It Was There. A Hundred Times There. How Often Did I See It? I Knew. It Kept Happening. Over And Over, You'd Say You Were Through With Him...and Over And Over, I'd Believe It...no Matter What My Eyes Showed Me. No Matter What My Heart Told Me. My. Fault.

All This Time…ever Since I Sold My Soul, I’ve Been Clinging To This Idea That There Is Something Pure And Decent Out There. That There Was Something To Give Me Hope That Even If I Was A Lost Cause, At Least There Was Something Bright And Good In The World. But There Isn’t. If There Was, Seth Wouldn’t Have Fallen. Erik Wouldn’t Have Died. Andrea Mortensen Wouldn’t Be Dying.” -georgina To Carter

It Was Near Curfew Time, And I Was Dropping Him Off For The Night. He Shook His Head. "rose, I Don't Know If You're Crazy Or Not, But I'm Actually Starting To Think You Might Be The Best Guardian- Or Soon-to-be Guardian- Out There." "did You Just Give Me A Serious Compliment?" I Asked. He Turned His Back On Me And Headed Inside His Dorm. "good Night.