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“There are victors and victims. Decide who you want to be. Or the choice will be made for you, witch. And I doubt you’ll like it.”
I threw my head back and groaned. “It’s a game of scopa, not a battle between life and death. Are you always this dramatic?”
― Kingdom of the Wicked
I threw my head back and groaned. “It’s a game of scopa, not a battle between life and death. Are you always this dramatic?”
― Kingdom of the Wicked
“I hate being unwell,' he says.
'You're not sick,' Jude tells him. 'You are recovering from being stabbed- or rather, throwing yourself on a knife.'
'You would have done the same for me,' he says airily.
'I would not,' Jude snaps.
'Liar,' Cardan says fondly.”
― The Prisoner’s Throne
'You're not sick,' Jude tells him. 'You are recovering from being stabbed- or rather, throwing yourself on a knife.'
'You would have done the same for me,' he says airily.
'I would not,' Jude snaps.
'Liar,' Cardan says fondly.”
― The Prisoner’s Throne
“One of Locke's finest qualities was his ability to recast all their lowliest exploits as worthy of a ballad, told and retold until Cardan could almost believe that staggeringly better or thrillingly worse version of events. He could no more lie than any of the Folk, but stories were the closest thing to lies the Folk could tell.”
― How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories
― How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories
“You're more dramatic than I am, and that's saying something.”
― The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding
― The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding
“After all we shared? You throw a dagger at my face?'
'All we shared? It was a handful of minutes and a few kisses,' I said, and the truth of that struck me with startling clarity. That was all we'd shared. Gods, I was so... sheltered. Because in my limited experience, it had become... so much more to me. The wake-up call that it was only a few kisses was utterly brutal.
'It was more than a few kisses.' His voice dropped low. 'If you've forgotten, I'm more than willing to remind you.'
Tiny coils of tension formed in my stomach. Part of me wanted to be reminded of what I surely had not forgotten. Thank the gods, the smarter, logical part of me won out. 'There was nothing worth remembering.'
'Now you insult me after throwing a dagger at my face? You've wounded my tender feelings.'
'Tender feelings?' I snorted. 'Don't be overdramatic.'
'Hard not to be when you threw a dagger at my head and then cut my neck,' he shot back, his grip on me surprisingly gentle compared to the hardness of his tone.
'I knew you'd move out of the way.'
'Did you? Is that why you tried to slice open my throat?' His golden eyes burned from beneath heavy, thick lashes.
'I nicked your skin,' I corrected. 'Because you had a hold of me and wouldn't let go. Obviously, you haven't learnt anything from it.'
'I've actually learned a lot, Princess. That's why your hands and your dagger aren't getting anywhere near my neck.' His thumb slid over the inside of my wrist as a reminder, and my fingers spasmed around the handle of my weapon. 'But if you let go of the dagger, there's a whole lot of me I'll let your hands get close to.”
― From Blood and Ash
'All we shared? It was a handful of minutes and a few kisses,' I said, and the truth of that struck me with startling clarity. That was all we'd shared. Gods, I was so... sheltered. Because in my limited experience, it had become... so much more to me. The wake-up call that it was only a few kisses was utterly brutal.
'It was more than a few kisses.' His voice dropped low. 'If you've forgotten, I'm more than willing to remind you.'
Tiny coils of tension formed in my stomach. Part of me wanted to be reminded of what I surely had not forgotten. Thank the gods, the smarter, logical part of me won out. 'There was nothing worth remembering.'
'Now you insult me after throwing a dagger at my face? You've wounded my tender feelings.'
'Tender feelings?' I snorted. 'Don't be overdramatic.'
'Hard not to be when you threw a dagger at my head and then cut my neck,' he shot back, his grip on me surprisingly gentle compared to the hardness of his tone.
'I knew you'd move out of the way.'
'Did you? Is that why you tried to slice open my throat?' His golden eyes burned from beneath heavy, thick lashes.
'I nicked your skin,' I corrected. 'Because you had a hold of me and wouldn't let go. Obviously, you haven't learnt anything from it.'
'I've actually learned a lot, Princess. That's why your hands and your dagger aren't getting anywhere near my neck.' His thumb slid over the inside of my wrist as a reminder, and my fingers spasmed around the handle of my weapon. 'But if you let go of the dagger, there's a whole lot of me I'll let your hands get close to.”
― From Blood and Ash
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