Solya may not be wicked, but he likes to be too clever for everyone’s good.
She didn't mean anything, Kasia said, brave brave brave, the way I hadn't been for her.
Onderweg was het Woud van me weg geweken, alsof het bang was dat ik de spreuk anders weer zou opzeggen. Fulmia.
Once down by the shore, only Temeraire went directly into the deep water and began to swim. Maximus came tentatively into the shallows, but went no further than he could stand, and Lily stood on the s...
Now come on. Let's find the baby unicorns and get out of here.
No one had ever shouted at me in my life: my mother with her quiet voice, my gentle father. But I found something bitter inside myself, something of that winter blown into my heart: the sound of my mo...
My mother had enough magic to give me three blessings before she died, I said, and he instinctively bent in to hear it. The first was wit; the second beauty, and the third—that fools should recognize...
Let her out! I screamed at the tree. I beat on its trunk with my muddy fists. Let her out, or I'll bring you down! ! I cried out in rage . . .
Laurence felt his face going red; she was sitting there in breeches that showed every inch of her leg, with a shirt held closed only by a neckcloth; he shifted his gaze to the unalarming top of her he...
Laurence did not let anger go, but dismissed it to return later; the battle was not over.
Laurence could make no real quarrel with the aims, which were natural and just; but England was at war, after all, and he was conscious, as Temeraire was not, of the impudence in demanding concessions...
Jerzy was lying in their bed. It was a heavy clumsy thing made of small logs jointed together, but in this case that was all to the better. He had been tied hand and foot to the posts, and ropes were...
I’ll come with you, Kasia said, and linked her arm in mine to support me: she could tell I needed the help, without a word said.
It’s very easy to claim you’ve summoned something that’s invisible and incorporeal.
It's a lie that matches his desire.
If I could have remembered, at least some of the words would have been wrong: like hearing again a half-remembered favorite tale from childhood and finding it unsatisfying, or at least not as I’d reme...
I'm glad, I said, with an effort, refusing to let my mouth close up with jealousy. It wasn't that I wanted a husband and a baby; I didn't, or rather, I only wanted them the way I wanted to live to a h...
I wouldn't hold myself that cheap, to marry a man who'd love me less than everything else he had, even if what he had was a winter kingdom.
I was so tired that I was nothing but my body: the steady dull throb in my thighs, the tremor all along my arms, the thick grime of dust muffling my skin.
I know i'm making her sound like something out of a story. But it was the other way around. When my mother told me stories about the spinning princess or the brave goose-girl or the river-maiden, in m...