Does anyone smell roasting meat?' said Razo, 'Oh, wait, it's just Geric's face.

Go on, son, you're not doing me any good by bleeding.

There you go...let it all slide out. Unhappiness can't stick in a person's soul when it's slick with tears.

...first thing is that I love you. And the second thing is that as much as I honor your former profession, I don’t think your geese care much for your betrothed and I hope they hadn’t any plans on sharing our bed.

... fantasy is not practice for what is real—fantasy is the opiate of women.

Will you accompany me in this dance?” he said, bowing and holding out his hand. “No, thank you.” Miri smiled. The prince frowned and looked and the chief delegate as if for assistance. Miri laughed self consciously. “I, uh, I was teasing.

Ani told them all...telling more than needed telling, the stories clarifying and unifying themselves in her mind as she let them spill out of her mouth.