I am not sure I trust you." "You can trust me with your life, My King." "But not with my wine, obviously. Give it back.

So Sophos thinks you're going to marry me." "While I think you'll marry Sophos." "I might. We'll see what he's like when he grows up.

It made Costis wonder for the first time just how much the stoic man really wants to hide when he unsuccessfully pretends not to be in pain.

All of my own impulses to balance and move seemed to conflict with those of the guards, and I was jerked and jostled down the portico, just as graceful as a sick cat.

What a strange world it is, where prisoners are left their weapons and the written word is a mortal danger.

The Lord of Rags and Tatters.

Discretion prevented me from saying that I thought she was a fiend from the underworld and that mountain lions couldn't force me to enter her service.