Dreadful sorry mistress. Ma always said I was too silly to die

But, Sergeant Osbern, Sir, I like my head.

She has teeth like stars and hair like sheep fuzz

What trouble have you brought to my doorstep, Beka" she asked. "I don't see where blaming me for things that began months ago will be useful," I replied.

No one expects a woman busy at her sewing to pay attention to what’s being said around her. Nevermind if a man’s mother and sister showerd them they heard everything while they stictched, he’ll still think a woman who plies her needles saves all her brains for the work. You’re a far better spy hemming sheets than if you clank with daggers.

That's all this job is, Daine," she explained. "Trying to please everyone and pleasing no one. And it will only get worse, not better.

You are the Protector of the Small. You see real people in the humans and animals overlooked by your peers. There will always be work for you.