Review: She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

A 4:3 crop of the cover of She Who Became The Sun.

A moment of yielding warmth that generated something infinitely tender and precious, and as fragile as a butterfly’s wing. It was nothing at all like the unrestrained, half-violent passions of the body that Xu Da had described. It felt like something new, something they’d invented themselves. Something that existed only for the two of them, in the penumbral shadow of their little room, for the span of a single kiss.

Chapter 17. Anfeng, Tenth Month
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