Golden Son (The Red Rising Trilogy, Book 2)

He can’t say any more because I’m hugging him and crying. I sob and hold on to him, shaking, scaring him. He doesn’t move except to pat me on the head. All the weight falls from my shoulders. Someone knows. He knows and he’s here.

Through the thorns to the stars.”

Per aspera ad astra.”

my people you don’t lie, you brutish bitch, and see what they do to you.

Power they’re so drunk on, they can’t even remember how many lies they stand upon. Tell

I am an Aureate.” I spit on the ground. “I am no trophy.”
I stalk away.
“If I can’t have you, no one can.”

res, non verba.” Actions, not words.

you’re a fox, play the hare.
If you’re a hare, play the fox.
—LORN AU ARCOS

me, we’re just passing time before death reaches down for us.”

a world of killers, it takes more to be kind than to be wicked. But men like you and