Citas
“Vanity invites temptation, and is the sign of a weak will.”
With a start, I realized I was looking at a woman—a woman and not a child. Käthe knew of the power her body wielded over others, and that knowledge had replaced her innocence. My sister had crossed the threshold from girl to woman without me, and I felt abandoned. Betrayed.
I laughed, and helped her regain her footing. “Parties, balls, glittering society. Is that what princesses do? What of queens? What of me?”
“You?” Käthe fell silent for a moment. “No. Queens are destined for greatness.”
“Greatness?” I mused. “A poor, plain little thing like me?”
“You have something much more enduring than beauty,” she said severely.
“And what is that?”
“Grace,” she said simply. “Grace, and talent.”
I laughed. “So what is to be my destiny?”
She cut me a sidelong glance. “To be a composer of great renown.”
“You?” Käthe fell silent for a moment. “No. Queens are destined for greatness.”
“Greatness?” I mused. “A poor, plain little thing like me?”
“You have something much more enduring than beauty,” she said severely.
“And what is that?”
“Grace,” she said simply. “Grace, and talent.”
I laughed. “So what is to be my destiny?”
She cut me a sidelong glance. “To be a composer of great renown.”
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