Bitterblue had never seen a man naked, and she was curious. She decided the universe owed her a few minutes, just a few, to satisfy her curiosity. So she went to him and knelt, which shut him up.
Kristin CashoreBrigan," she said, annoyed that he had not understood. "Iโll always be beautiful. Look at me. I have one hundred and sixty two bug bites, and has it made me any less beautiful? Iโm missing two fingers and I have scars all over, but does anyone care? No! It just makes me more interesting! Iโll always be like this, stuck in this beautiful form, and youโll have to deal with it." He seemed to sense that she expected a grave response, but for the moment, he was incapable. "I suppose itโs a burden I must bear," he said, grinning.
Kristin CashoreArcher, is there a servant girl in my fortress you haven't taken to bed? I announce you're leaving and within minutes two of them are at each other's throats, and another is crying her eyes out in the scullery. Honestly. You've been here all of nine days." - Roen, "Fire
Kristin Cashore