He made a weak attempt to look innocent, but I knew better. "Should I guess how many concealed weapons you have or should I strip search you?" "A strip search is the only way to be absolutely certain." Valek's deep blue eyes danced with delight.

In keeping with his cryptic nature, all your Story Weaver said was 'The horses know where to go.' It's certainly not a military strategy I would use, but I've learned that the south uses its own strategy. And, strangely enough, it works.

Words are easy. It's convincing the heart that's hard.

Sleep? What's that? A new type of casserole?

I understood that Valek’s loyalty to the Commander was without question. His blue eyes held a fierce determination and I knew in my soul that Valek would take his own life after he had taken mine.

I’ll have you know that the most delicate flowers often produce the strongest scent when crushed.

With a touch of sarcasm. "Glass is an amazing material. Versatile.