“ That night, I hated father. He smelt of cabbage. There was cigarette ash all over his trousers. His untidy moustache was yellower and viler than ever with nicotine, and he took no notice of me. He sim… Mervyn Peake
“ But the king was frowning. I expected you a month ago.Aedion actually had the nerve to shrug. Apologies. The Staghorns were slammed with a final winter storm. I left when I could.Every person in the h… Sarah J. Maas
