I’m Not A Warrior Or A Goddess,”

All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime, In The Long Battle I’d Just Signed On For To Right The Wrongs In The Alchemist And Moroi Worlds. Maybe Marcus Was Right That I’d Also Signed Myself Up For Disaster, But I Didn’t Care. In That Moment, It Seemed That As Long As Adrian And I Were Together, There Was No Challenge Too Great For Us.

I Don't Suppose That She Gave You The Job Based On Looks Alone?" Adrian Had Been Staring Off But Now Flashed Me A Big Smile. "why, Sage, You Sweet Talker." "that's Not What I Meant! What Happened?" He Shrugged. "i Told The Truth." "adrian!" "i'm Serious. She Asked Me What My Greatest Strength Was. I Said Getting Along With People." "that's Not Bad." I Admitted. "then She Asked What My Greatest Weakness Was. And I Said, 'where Should I Start?'" "adrian!" "stop Saying My Name Like That. I Told Her The Truth. By The Time I Was On The Fourth One, She Told Me I Could Go.

Only What?” I Asked. I Could Barely Hear My Own Voice. He Turned His Gaze Back To Me, Firm And Unflinching. “only… More Human.” And That Was It. All The Anger And Sorrow Vanished. There Was Nothing In Me. Nothing At All. I Was Empty. “get Out,” I Said.

There Were Drinks And Food In Full Force, And Some Moroi Guy Had A Guitar Out And Was Trying To Impress Girls With His Musical Skills—which Were Nonexistent. In Fact, His Music Was So Awful That He Might Have Discovered A New Way To Kill Strigoi.

Jailbait," He Declared, Leaping Up. "you're A Saint. A Goddess, Even.