“ The voices belonged to dragons.Five of them lay on or sprawled over or curled around the various rocks and columns that filled the huge cave where Cimorene stood. Each of the males (there were three)… Patricia C. Wrede
“ Rennie didn't quite dare to answer back, but she looked a whole book and a couple of extra chapters. Patricia C. Wrede
“ I refuse to let him hire a princess in disguise who's hoping to sneak into the next ball wearing a dress as shining as the stars so that Daystar will fall in love with her. Princesses are very persuas… Patricia C. Wrede
“ (In reply to the question, 'Would you like some suggestions for a plot for your next book?')There are three problems with getting plot suggestions from other people. The first is that ideas are the ea… Patricia C. Wrede
“ Murphy is a writer's best friend, but you have to keep an eye on him, or he'll steal the silver. Patricia C. Wrede
“ The young man is currently standing in the hallway, dripping on the handmade silk rug that the Emperor of the Indies presented to His Majesty's grandmother. He is insisting on speaking with His Majest… Patricia C. Wrede
“ Out here, it's better safe than sorry, because generally speaking, too much of the time sorry means you're dead. Patricia C. Wrede
“ Oliver has stated many times his dislike of hearing advice from his younger sister, so it is his own fault if he has not got sense enough to see which way the wind is blowing. Patricia C. Wrede
“ He doesn't seem very impressed, Cimorene commented in some amusement.Why should he be? Kazul said. Patricia C. Wrede
“ Butt he isn't my lover, or my fiancé, or my boyfriend or anything, and I refuse to be killed with him. Patricia C. Wrede
“ I am determined to have the headache Thursday, if I have to hit myself with a rock to do it. Patricia C. Wrede
“ Buckets,' said Cimorene. 'Lots of buckets, and soap, and lemon juice. Where do you keep your buckets, Mendanbar?' 'Around somewhere,' Mendanbar said vaguely. Patricia C. Wrede
“ I'm not going to dress in velvet robes with ermine trim when I'm spending the day hanging pictures and cleaning out the attic in the South Tower, no matter how much Willin would like it, Mendanbar sai… Patricia C. Wrede
“ Ballimore! Ballimore, where's the inkwell?' Dobbilan's voice echoed down the corridor, interrupting Cimorene in mid-sentence. 'Where are you? Why can't I find anything around here when I want it?' 'Be… Patricia C. Wrede
“ Thank God! he said, and kissed her.Kissing Mairelon was much nicer than anything she had ever dared to imagine, despite the headache. Patricia C. Wrede
“ Is it your background, then?" Lord Franton smiled and shook his head. "That need not worry you. You're a wizard now; what you were before does not matter to me.""Yes, it does," Kim said softly. "Becau… Patricia C. Wrede
