Are men truly such idiots that they cannot resist two orbs of flesh?

Not all men are the same, you know. With someone such as Gavriel, I would suggest appearing aloof, not chasing too much. He might see that as suffocating rather than charming." Her words are sharp, but her voice is sweet, like honey on the edge of a blade, and meant to be cutting. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face and commending his soul to Mortain.

Tis Vanth's cage. You can just move it out of the way." "I already have," he grumbles. "With my shin.

Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power to conquer them both.

It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.

There is no shame in scars, Ismae.

When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked flight, bumping painfully against my ribs. My shoulder twitches as if to pull my hand back, but my heart overrules it.