Kiera Cass

“‘Our beloved prince, Maxon Schreave,’”

French and Spanish

love can wear away under the stress of being married.

Someone you think you love now, you might start to hate when he couldn’t provide for you. And if you couldn’t take care of your children, it’d be even worse. Love doesn’t always survive under those types of circumstances.”

If I had to pick one of the career paths of a Three, I think I’d teach.

In Illéa, every nineteen-year-old male was eligible for it. Soldiers were chosen at random twice a year,

Selected: black pants, white shirt, and my province flower—a lily—in my hair.

Maxon’s arms were huge.

Even beneath the layers of his suit, I could feel the strong, steady muscles there.

a knee to the royal jewels,