“The world is at the tip of your fingers.” “It is not.” “It is now. I’ll bring the world to its knees in front of you. All you have to do is ask.” “Why?” I whisper. “Why what?” “Why would you do that for me?” “Because the world needs to bend the knee for my queen.” My queen.”

“The world is at the tip of your fingers.” “It is not.” “It is now. I’ll bring the world to its knees in front of you. All you have to do is ask.” “Why?” I whisper. “Why what?” “Why would you do that for me?” “Because the world needs to bend the knee for my queen.” My queen.”

— Rina Kent