Jacqueline Carey Quote
Why did Ysandre send you? he asked softly, testing. I pushed my chair back from the table, struggling to my feet, fighting the dark blood-tide. Somewhere, I thought, listening, somewhere Joscelin is telling tales to de Morhban’s House Guard. I clung to the memory of him like a talisman, his deadly dance with Selig’s thanes in a driving snowstorm, remembrance cooling my blood, shaking my head. No questions, de Morhban said quickly. No questions. Phèdre, forgive me, sit. You have sworn it in Kushiel’s name, I murmured, but I sat. He reached across the table, tracing the line of my brow above my left eye, the dart-stricken one. Calluses; a warrior Duc’s fingertips. In Kushiel’s name, he agreed.
Why did Ysandre send you? he asked softly, testing. I pushed my chair back from the table, struggling to my feet, fighting the dark blood-tide. Somewhere, I thought, listening, somewhere Joscelin is telling tales to de Morhban’s House Guard. I clung to the memory of him like a talisman, his deadly dance with Selig’s thanes in a driving snowstorm, remembrance cooling my blood, shaking my head. No questions, de Morhban said quickly. No questions. Phèdre, forgive me, sit. You have sworn it in Kushiel’s name, I murmured, but I sat. He reached across the table, tracing the line of my brow above my left eye, the dart-stricken one. Calluses; a warrior Duc’s fingertips. In Kushiel’s name, he agreed.
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