You couldn’t keep your mouth shut? I’m calling you Glitterhair from now on. Or Talksalot.

I've found it wise to enjoy any time of truce, while recognizing it for what it is. A truce.

He keeps this up, he's bound to be caught, she thought. And this time they'll dangle him for certain.

You touch me again, you arrogant Ardenine swine, and I swear on the blood of Hanalea the warrior, I will geld you. Do you understand?

I'd rather have a go at life, so there's something to talk about once we're gone.

Whoa, Rebecca," Talia said smiling even wider, "Walking on the wild side, are we?" Raisa seemed to think the situation needed more explaining. "He - uh - I'm tutoring him." "She is," Han said solemnly. "She's very good. I'm learning a lot." Pearlie snickered. "What's she teaching you?" "Well," Han said, "we're jumping around a lot.

You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you." "Fondle?" Raisa raised her eyebrows, "When did I mention fondling?