i was raised and trained to be a killer , and nothing , not even happy peaceful weeks in the keep with the man i loved , could change that . `` let me go , get off me ! through the pain he felt his cells finish changing . wishful thinking , and you know it . mostly , the communities are about family . the warmth was back and my eyes flew to my lap . `` we need to get her to bed . i gave them a choice and they chose not to believe me . 