“What now?" Lydia asked. "I assume we have a plan B?" He shook his head. "We're way past plan B," he told… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
“Gilan,” she said, “you’re looking well.” And apart from those wrinkles, he was. He smiled at her. “And you grow more beautiful… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
“Hal: "...Then we'll leave in a huff, taking you with us." "I've always wanted to travel in a huff," Ingvar mused. "It… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
“A foolish way to get around." Hal smiled. "If the gods had meant us to ride horses, they never would have given… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
“Mind yourself in that guardroom," Gilan told him. Thorn grinned cheerfully. He never had any stomach butterflies before a fight. "I plan… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
