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Why don't you just buy me a minivan, zip me into mom jeans, and shoot me in the face - Melanthe the potential Queen of Persuasions:
Wow, look at this setup. NASA called. They want Houston back.
You don’t appear to be an afterthought with that one, dearest freakling. You appear to be the only thought.
You told me earlier that the necklace is your favorite. You’d give up your most treasured gold for the Vrekeners? For this kingdom? She made a scoffing sound. Not in a million years. But I’d give it u...
Look it Gollum, if you spring me, I’ll help you find your Precious.--Regin
Seconds passed, then ... La Dorada skulked into view. She was half-mummified, but sodden. Gooey.Regin let out a low whistle. meets .----La Dorada swung her head around, peering at Regin with her one...
Lothaire betrayed us! Again. -Random demon .
Lothaire briefly gazed heavenward. Chase is clearly a reluctant sharer. Which should incite her curiosity about what's going on in his head. She's a disgustingly self-righteous Valkyrie, filled with t...
Lothaire is very much alive.You swear?Often. Though not as much as foul-mouthed Regin. I try not to in front of Bertil. She petted the bat.I meant—will Lothaire live?He will.
Lothaire said, I have a much better plan.Why help him? Thad asked pointedly. When you don’t help anybody else?Lothaire exhaled ruefully. Incurable romantic.
Lothaire to Trehan:You are related to me by blood and, like me, are a Dacian royal.So?So that means your ridiculous behavior reflects upon me.What are you talking about? My ridiculous behavior?I’ve do...
Lothaire, I’ve met dirt younger than weare. -Nix
MacRieve had been roaring in his cage in the basement for hours now, […] Let me the bluidy hell out of here! sounded up from below. Regin glared at Lucia, as if this were her fault. He is harshing my...
MacRieve, you're on my cloak. Let up -. Give it back!It was slowing you - and therefore me - down.If you had gone first - I dinna. If you want it, why no' use magick to take it from me?You really do n...
MacRieve: You can't drop a line like that without unpacking it.Nix: Just did. You-Lame.MacRieve: It's MacRieve!
Mari began to suspect that this reflection was going to prove to be like that little computer paperclip assistant -- at first it helps, but after a while you just want the paperclip to die.
Nïx lay on her side, bending her elbow to casually prop her head in her hand. With a sigh she said, Bowen, I took you on as my pet project because I like to ogle you. Due to your rowr factor.
You're not leaving me behind. Or I'll do a spell to make you smell like ass. Forever.
My Bride by fate, my wife by choice... - Conrad Wroth
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