He looked at their shabby clothes in puzzlement.We were traveling anonymously for safety— explained the magus.But surely—
He looked gravely at the king. It isn't an easy thing to give your loyalty to someone you don't know, especially when that person chooses to reveal nothing of himself. But no matter, Your Majesty. You...
He reached for a tabletop and ran his hands over it, clutching the edge until his knuckles turned white.He wanted to know that it was solid. Eddis knew that all the world would seem to him insubstanti...
It isn't deep, the Eddisian Ambassador said from the other side of the bed. He was leaning over the wound, looking critical and mildly disappointed. Eugenides didn't miss a beat.It is...too...deep! he...
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.
He thought that when he had healed sufficiently, and withdrawn from the capital, he might write the magus a letter and open a correspondence on Euclid, or Thales, or the new idea from the north, that...
[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...
They're going to leave me. All I wanted to do was lie in the dry prickly grass with my feet in a ditch forever. I could be a convenient sort of milemarker, I thought. Get to the thief and you know you...
He wondered how the Attolians thought Eugenides had managed to become king if he was the idiot they assumed him to be. Perhaps because they had never seen him as the Thief, with his head thrown back a...
How do you know that, Philo, dear?But Philologos had had enough of being condescended to. Because, Lamion, I am not as dumb as you think I am, even if you are.By the time Lamion had parsed this to mak...
The flat top of the hill was scattered with the bodies of dead men in the uniforms of Sounis and Eddis. The outposts of both armies had met here. As I stood staring, I thought, These are my dead. All...
I thought that being king meant I didn't have to kill people myself. I see know that was another misconception.
I am not sure I trust you.You can trust me with your life, My King.But not with my wine, obviously. Give it back.
I am very good at groveling.
I cut off your hand. I have been living with your grief and your rage and your pain ever since. I don't think-I don't think I had felt anything for a long time before that, but those emotions at least...
I did not say that I am afraid. He is, though, I think. Afraid of his own desire for power.
I’ll stop shouting. I won’t sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots.
I grieved, but a part of me felt a lightening of a burden that I had carried all my life: that I could never be worthy of them, that I would always disappoint or fail them. As an unknown slave in the...
The soldier stooped to bring his lips close enough to my ear to say very quietly, My king blames your master for the loss of his hand. That,
I inherited this country when I was only a child, Nahuseresh. I have held it. I have fought down rebellious barons. I've fought Sounis to keep the land on this side of the mountains. I have killed men...
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