You know,โ he said, โI wish you could see this cave.โ โWhatโs it like?โ He paused. โItโs...beautiful, really.โ โTell me.โ And so Po described to Katsa what hid in the blackness of the cave; and outside, the world awaited them.
Kristin CashoreNormal. She wasn't normal. A girl Graced with killing, a royal thug? A girl who didn't want the husbands Randa pushed on her, perfectly handsome and thoughtful men, a girl who panicked at the thought of a baby at her breast, or clinging to her ankles.
Kristin CashoreHe made her drunk, this man made her drunk; and every time his eyes flashed into hers she could not breathe.
Kristin CashoreI've been afraid of being Cansrel,' she said aloud to her reflection. 'But I'm not Cansrel.' At her elbow, Musa said blandly, 'Any one of us could have told you that, Lady.' Fire looked at the captain of her guard and laughed, because she wasn't Cansrel- she wasn't anyone but herself. She had no one's path to follow; her path was her own to choose.
Kristin Cashore