Don't expect much and you won't be disappointed.

How'd it go with Leesha?" "It was great! We were bad cop and bad cop!

Plus he was naturally lucky at cards. As Mam had always said, lucky at cards, or lucky at life. One or the other. Not both.

Like a stand of lodgepole pines in a gale Raisa's followers all went down leaving her standing alone....There's no shelter for me not from any of this. I'll stand alone the rest of my life. THE GRAY WOLF THRONE p. 163

Why aren't you dead?" Will demanded.

She padded toward Han, barefoot, like a faerie startled out of a forest bower, bewitching mix of clan and flatland beauty.

Fitch is on his way. He's coming after he blows up some wizards.