Alle Kapitel von ALL I WANT IS YOU: Some rules are meant to be broken: Kapitel 81 – Kapitel 85

Cassian moved first, then Rhett followed immediately.They found the bathroom; a narrow door near the end of the cabin opened into a compact space with a shower, towels, and a shelf of folded clothes in neutral sizes. They cleaned up in silence, washing off the mud and sweat from the woods. The clothes fit well enough—soft dark pants and plain shirts. When they stepped back into the main cabin, Liora was still on the couch, the thin dress pulled loosely around her, eyes half-closed.A small kitchenette sat at the far end of the corridor. They found bread, cold cuts, fruit, and water bottles. They carried the food back and ate at the low table, saying little. The train continued its steady hum through the dark.Liora shifted in her sleep. The emerald necklace slid across her collarbone and caught the low cabin light, flashing once, sharp and green.Cassian’s hand stopped halfway to his mouth. He set the bread down, stood, and walked to the small telecom panel near the door. He pressed

Cassian followed Grizel across the wet ground; his legs felt wobbly as mud and algae coated his boots.He looked around but there seemed to be few creatures around the wasteland. Everything seemed contradictory; the muddy, weird-looking plants didn't give off the awful smell they naturally would.The green flowers smelt like watermelon and the so-called queen who was a giant troll had a pleasant voice for a fat-ugly look.Cassisn’s head spun and his legs moved but his mind wandered to how it was possible to get here through a green necklace. The palace rose out of the swamp like something half-swallowed by the land. Thick green moss clung to the lower stones. Narrow windows glowed with the same soft green light that filled the sky. Male trolls moved everywhere, grunting, and hauling carts of wet earth, carrying heavy baskets, repairing walls with slow, deliberate strength. The few females Cassian saw sat in shaded alcoves or walked with the slow, heavy gait of pregnancy. None of t

Ginger did not go to Cassian’s room.He turned the other way at the bottom of the stairs and walked until the stone corridors gave way to open air. His private garden sat behind the east wing, half-swallowed by moss and thick green vines. Plants grew in the most unusual type of shapes, most of the plants that grew there were bitter, useful for poultices and sleeping draughts. He kept them there before the curse took over the deepest part of the land completely. Also, he kept them because it seemed no one else wanted them.Ginger stared at a particular dark blue colored plant, which had sharp edges that altered the circular shape it was supposed to have. He dropped to his knees beside a low stone basin and began tearing the leaves with sharp, angry motions. The sour musk of his body mixed with the sharp scent. He grabbed a pot behind a tree and began crushing the herbs with a stone. His hands moved on their own while his mind went backward.Back to before the green sky.Back to the