Citation de jainas
He was still holding my hand in his. I left it there deliberately, thinking of Judith singing in her sweet voice to make Holofernes’s eyes go heavy in his tent, and what else she’d endured there first. I was so angry I had gone cold straight through. Let him think he had me, and could have my heart for the lifting of a finger. Let him think I would betray my people and my home just to be queen beside him. He could hold my hand the rest of the way if he wanted to, as a fair return for the gift he’d given me, the one thing I’d wanted from him after all: I’d lost even the slightest qualm about killing him.
