Kolarp Em

Morning Doodle: “They had her drawn and quartered. It was said the roses turned red with her blood.” (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “The villagers to the north demanded Lizabeta repeat this miracle and save their town too” (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “When they charged her, she fell to her knees in prayer, and it was the bees that answered, rising from the blossoms to attack the soldiers in a swarm.” (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “While the men of her town cowered, Lizabeta faced the soldiers in a field of white roses and begged them to show mercy.” (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

Also, don’t sit at your desk like this.

Morning Doodle: “She was only eighteen when raiders came to West Ravka’s shore, pillaging and burning every village they encountered.” (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: Custom Eye Masks and Silk Pillowcovers

Morning Doodles: “What was Lizabeta’s story?” Nikolai asked. His voice was taut, but the others didn’t seem to notice. “It is both beautiful and tragic,” Yuri said enthusiastically. Zoya wanted to knock him into the roses. “Aren’t all martyrdoms built to look that way?” (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “The others’ eyes were locked on the statue, but before Nikolai could yank the cuff of his glove back into place, Zoya glimpsed the dark veining at his wrist pulse black“ (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “In the valley below, Zoya could just glimpse the sprawl of Kribirsk in the distance and the glimmer of the dead white sands that had once been the Shadow Fold beyond. They were close.” (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: Pretty Tired

Morning Doodle: “Look,” said Tolya, and she heard new reverence in his voice. Black tears ran from Lizabeta’s eyes. They gleamed hard as obsidian, as if they’d frozen there or been cast in stone themselves. (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: Yuri’s face was ecstatic. “I wanted to believe. I did believe, but this…” Zoya realized he was weeping. “Be silent,” she bit out. “Or I’ll stuff you back into the coach myself.” (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “A statue of Sankta Lizabeta stood before the entrance. A riot of red roses had burst through the stone, cracking open her veiled skull. The flowers tumbled over the statue in wild profusion, surrounding its marble skirts in a wide circle like a pool of blood. Their sweet smell pulsed in a thick, syrupy wave that seemed to glow with summer heat.” (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “They emerged at the top of a high, mounded hill next to a cathedral surrounded by scaffolding, its golden domes gleaming in the late-afternoon sun.” (Leigh Bardugo’s King of Scars CH 11)

Morning Doodle: “That squash is as wide as I am tall,” Nikolai said beneath his breath as he smiled and waved. “And twice as handsome.” “Half as handsome,” he protested. “Ah,” said Zoya, “but the squash doesn’t talk.” (Leigh Bardugo's King of Scars CH 11)