[Eugenides] looked from Eddis to the window, where the visible sky was already dark. He looked back, his gaze a little sharper, and said, You forgot me.Eddis shoved her hands into the pockets of her t...
Why didn't you tell me to take Attolia's advice from the beginning?I thought you should figure it out. What you learn for yourself, you will know forever, said Eugenides.Pol used to say that, said Sou...
When we opened the doors, we saw that the entire room was scorched black and you were on the floor possibly dead, surrounded by broken glass. Window glass is expensive, you realize that?Yes, Your Maje...
Welcome, said the magus. Would you like some dried beef, some dried beef, or some dried beef for lunch? Oh, I’ll take stuffed pigeons in sauce, thank you, and some decent wine to drink. None of that c...
Unkingly, in so many ways, My King.
The room was quiet, the others flicking glances at me. I ignored them. After years in Sounis's palaces being eyed with disgust by my uncle and my own father and courtier after courtier, I assure you I...
The gossip will carry to Attolian spies, who will report to Relius, Attolia's master of spies, and he will carry the news to her.Her secretary of the archives, murmured the magus.Hmm? asked the queen....
The Magus must had eyes like a thief because he told Pol to stop and dismount to walk alongside me, one hand resting just above my knee ready to shake me if I fell asleep. He shook hard and resorted t...
Thank you, thief.You're welcome, my queen.
Ornon says, Ornon-who-always-has-something-to-say says, the Thieves of Eddis don't have breaking points. We have flash points instead, like gunpowder. That's what makes us dangerous. -Eugenides
If I am the pawn of the gods, it is because they know me so well, not because they make my mind up for me.
I never understood why she didn't marry you.The king settled further into the seat with a snort. Maybe the prospect of being driven out of her mind put her off.
Do not offend one power to attain the favor of another.
Damn him, damn him, damn him.
But does a good man let his circumstances determine his character?
Are you badly hurt?Hideously, said the king, without sounding injured at all. I am disemboweled. My insides may in an instant become my outsides as I stand here before you.
You didn't know I could do that, did you? he asked, conversationally.I did not, Your Majesty, Teleus gasped.My grandfather killed a man that way once, using the edge of the wooden sword.I hadn't reali...
Will you sit down and stop shouting? she asked. I’ll stop shouting. I won’t sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots.
Who knows but that you will get up to find that the world has inverted itself yet again?
Weak kings who lost their tempers were notoriously destructive.