Her heart is wisdom skinned and wit warmed splendor,
the echoes of a war cry holding its four chambers together.
She rises like Athena on a night of victory dancing.
She rises like the blood moon in a sky of a thousand nebulae bursting.
ATHENA GIRL -- Nikita Gill (in | sp)
In that moment, he wished things might have been different. That he might not die tomorrow. That he could be led by his heart instead of duty. Because Zoya was not kind and she was not easy. But she was already a queen.