"How do you feel right now?""I hurt like hell.""You'll feel worse tomorrow.""So?""So, better get a jump on this while you still feel...not as bad.""What kind of logic is that?"I retorted."
"Dimitri: "She might be wild and disrespectful, but if she has potential—"Rose: "Wild and disrespecful? Who the hell are you anyway? Oursourced help?"Kirova: "Guardian Belikov is the Princess Lissa's guardian now, her sanctioned guardian."Rose: "You got cheap foreign labor to protect Lissa?"
"A ghostly smile flickered across his face. "If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around.""Funny, I feel that way about you too."He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away."
"The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms."
"I get in that kind of situation all the time, Comrade. It's not a big deal."Anger replaced my fear. I didn't like being treated like a child. "Stop calling me that. You don't even know what you're talking about.""Sure I do. I had to do a report on the R.S.S.R. last year."
"Did you see that dress?” "I saw the dress.” "Did you like it?” He didn't answer. I took that as a yes. "Am I going to endanger my reputation if I wear it to the dance?” When he spoke, I could barely hear him. "You'll endanger the school.” I smiled and fell asleep."