You won't even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?
It humbles me, but it doesn't humiliate me.
Raff, what have you done to yourself? Your hair is positively blue.
And the kings were no better to their own people than they were to each others.
Go safely. Go safely, she thought to him. what a silly, empty thing it was to say to anyone, anywhere.
At least her last words to him had been words of love. But she wished she'd told him just how much she loved him. How much she had to thank him for, how many good things he had done. She hadn't told him nearly enough.