“Katsa crossed the marble floor, pulling pins from her hair. She sighed as her curls fell around her shoulders and the tension left her scalp. It was the hairpins, and the dress, and the shoes that pinched her feet. It was having to hold her head still and sit straight, it was the infuriating earrings that brushed against her neck. That was why she couldn’t stand to spend one moment longer at her uncle’s fine dinner. She took off her earrings and hurled them into her uncle’s fountain. She didn’t care who found them.” ~ Graceling by Kristin Cashore
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