“How's your foot?” Hadrian asked. “It hurts.” “He had a good hold.” “Bit right through my boot.” “Yeah, that looked painful.” “So why exactly didn't you help?” Hadrian shrugged. “It was a dog, Royce. A cute, little dog. What did… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Bah!” Magnus scoffed. “Humans always blame dwarves. A baby goes missing and it was a dwarf that stole it. A princess runs off with… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
Stealing swords,” Royce muttered mostly to himself. “Okay, let’s take a look at this tower. The sooner I see it, the sooner I can… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
Happiness comes from moving toward something. When you run away, ofttimes you bring your misery with you. — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“I notice you didn’t include a blade with your new attire,” Royce said. “Not even a little jeweled dagger.” “Lords no.” Albert looked appalled.… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“You're not going to charge us for the tower, I hope," Hadrian said. "But if you are, it was Royce's fault and should come… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Verily, for nine hundred years have I lost. Everyone I knew is dead, the empire gone, and who knows in what state the world… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Your Majesty?” Alric looked up at the thief with a scowl. “I just want to say for the record that as far as royal… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“There always seemed to be a better way, except when it came to people. Once broken, people couldn't be repaired.” — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
Another last-minute, good-deed job,” Royce grumbled as he stuffed supplies into his saddlebag. “True,” Hadrian said, slinging his sword belt over his shoulder, “but… — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
If this hast been done to language, I fear to know the fate of all else. — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“When going forward doesn't get you where you need to be, going back will at least keep you moving” — Michael J. Sullivan Copy Share Image
