How did it get so late so soon?

Someone’s going to be very pleased to see you.””I don’t think the Elector will be as excited as you think.””I wasn’t talking about the Elector.”My heart jumps at that.

But every now and then, when I steal a glance at the Girl, or feel her eyes on me, I helplessly drift back to thinking about her.

The Republic’s most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

I’m not loyal enough to the Republic to stamp that loyalty right on my face. Leave that to June.

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.

June will break your heart. I can see it already. She’ll shatter you into a million pieces.

Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.

It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.