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370 pages, Hardcover
First published February 10, 2014
"Is there a plan?" Brasti asked, looking at me. "Because if there's a plan, then I'd love to know what it is, and if there's not and I get killed going hand to sword with a bunch of the Duke's men, then I may start to lose respect for you, Falcio."
I did have a plan. It might have sounded like a terrible plan at first hearing, but it really was not as bad as all that . . .
"Sir Knight, before we begin, may I say something? I called out.
"Last words? Remarkably prescient for a dog."
"I just wanted to say that all Dukes are traitors, all Knights are liars, and the road belongs to no one but the caravans."
Captain Lynniac growled, and he and his men charged us.
Brasti said, "Please tell me that wasn't the entire plan?"
"Stop talking," I said, beating the first blade out of the way as they came upon us like a thunderstorm, "and start singing."
Calmly as anything, she pulled the blade out, wiped the blood off on the guard's face, and handed the rapier back to me, hilt first.
"We should run now," Aline said.
I freaking love her. She also aids Falcio in fighting when he needs weapons handed to him fast. She's amaze balls.
I don't want to give out real spoilers or anything but it's sooooooooo hard. This book is so good I can even explain how good and I had many times where I had a great laugh. They are all pretty funny together. Some of the other people are funny too!
If your putting off reading this book then DON'T. You just might find a new favorite like I did. I hope the next books are just as good. I'm worried about things that are going to happen but we shall see.
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“The First Law is that men are free, for without the freedom to choose, men cannot serve their heart, and without heart they cannot serve their Gods, their Saints, or their King.”
"We're going to get a terrible reputation if we just keep travelling across the countryside crying all the time.”
"My name is Falcio val Mond, First Cantor of the Greatcoats, and this was only the first of a great many bad days to come"
“The first rule of the sword is - put the pointy end in the other man.”
“Love abandoned me and so I made my deal with Death.”
“I don't know how well I can fight, or run, or judge, but when the blade comes, I swear on whatever they want me to swear on, I'll stop it, with my body if nothing else.”
“Love abandoned me and so I made my deal with Death.”
"Hells, Kest, you yanked a bolt from my leg just a few hours ago and now you want to send me off to fight five men--why don't you go and duel bloody-faced Saint Caviel-whose-blade-cuts-water"
"When the opportunity presents itself, I'll do just that," Kest replied, looking strangely upset.
"You'd fight the Saint of Swords? You really are completely insane, aren't you?"
"A Saint is just a little God, Falcio. If I meet him, rest assured, I'll fight him."
“... he had known darkness and despair, and emerged determined to light candles for everyone else.”
"Sometimes we all have to go a little mad, don't we, Falcio?' I thought about that for a moment. 'And sometimes we have to return to sanity"
‘Sure,’ I said. ‘We teach them the first rule of the sword.’
One of the guards, the one closest to Kest, tightened his grip on his pike in preparation for the attack and said jeeringly, ‘And what’s that supposed to be tatter-cloak? Lay down and die like the traitors you are?’
‘No,’ Kest said. ‘The first rule of the sword is–‘ His words were cut off as the guard jabbed his pike with the speed of a metal ball flying from the end of a pistol.
‘– put the pointy end into the other man,’ Kest finished.
“Gods, man, don't you start now,' I said softly. 'We're going to get a terrible reputation if we just keep travelling across the countryside crying all the time.”
"My name is Falcio Val Mond, First Cantor of the Greatcoats, and this was only the first of a great many bad days to come."
“The archer is the true weapon; the bow is just a long piece of wood.”
“That’s what being free means – not the right to do whatever you want, but the right to take a stand and say what you’ll die for.”
“The First Law is that men are free, for without the freedom to choose, men cannot serve their heart, and without heart they cannot serve their Gods, their Saints, or their King.”