No 'Glory shall be your reward' for me. Oh, no, for me, it is, 'Stop whining' and 'Go to bed'.
I’ll stop shouting. I won’t sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots.
I want my breakfast.
I have a whole guard room full of brawny veterans who'd enjoy a chance to drag two Eddisians out of here, particularly if you kicked a lot and they could kick you back.
I didn't really care much about anything, so I guess I felt fine.
He couldn’t know that I’d overstayed my welcome one night while creeping through his megaron and had crawled up through the space where the pipes of the hypocaust ran to hide in his treasure room. I h...
Ever since the gods created the world, mortals have been forgetting from where their blessings come.
Eddis looked around as if recalling a question that had nagged at her for several hours. Where's Eugenides? she asked.For a moment the Attolian queen was immobile, her smile gone as if it had never be...
Did you send Attolia to me at the farewell? Eddis asked.Not I, said Gen quietly. The magus. I thought you knew that you loved him - the two of you have been like magnets drawing ever nearer to each ot...
Cowardice has its own rewards
Being six feet off the ground does give one a sense of superiority.
Where are my guards, Teleus? He was still speaking softly. Three men dead and he wasn't even breathing hard, Costis noted.
There are a lot of things a person with two hands couldn't steal, Eddis said.So?If it's impossible to steal them with two hands, it's no more impossible to steal them with one. Steal peace, Eugenides....
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,
Thanks to His Majesty, the magus said, and my father seemed startled at the correction but not displeased. He looked thoroughly satisfied and very much like Ina when she has all her embroidery threads...
Ten thousand! I shouted at the walls, back in the room with the wooden shutters, now open, so that anyone could hear me, on the porch or probably across the compound. That bastard landed at Tas-Elis...
Speaking of the king to the queen--He didn't marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.
Oh, that, said the king with a shrug. That isn't your honor, Costis. That's the public perception of your honor. It has nothing to do with anything important, except perhaps for manipulating fools who...
Oh gods, stairs.
It might have been preferable, Eddis admitted, dryly, if you had thrown off your chains of bondage solely for love of me. It would certainly have been more flattering. Standing so near to him, she was...