“...opulent patterns intricately stitched on skirts of gold and silver, each as beautiful as the dawn.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“It is difficult, though, not to be shamed be being nearly undressed, with bed hair and bad breath.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I wish I could punch him in his smug face and show him how undeterred I am by his exile.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Everything is ferns, leaf mold, the crackle of fire, and the hum of distant voices.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Why are you looking at Jude like that?' I asked. 'I can't help it,' he said, never taking his gaze from you.… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The whole places looks straight out of a fairy tale, the kind where love is a simple thing, never the cause of… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Kill him, a part of me says, a part I remember from the night I took him captive. Kill him before he… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“We show her that I am no feckless High king.' 'And how do we do that?' I ask. 'With great difficulty,' he… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Wisdom is for the meek,' he returns. 'And it seldom helps them as much as they believe it will. After all, as… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I wonder if there's a limit to what I will let them do, if there is something that would make me fight… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“It's ridiculous the way everyone acts like killing a king is going to make someone better at being one," Vivi says. "Imagine… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“He grabs hold of my wrist. I am shocked by the sensation of his skin warm against mine. 'Take care,' he says,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I hate the way I cling to him, the nails of one hand digging into his back, my thoughts splintering, and the… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Idly, I wonder what sort of execution Cardan might order. Maybe he'd strap me to some rocks and let the sea do… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“What do you think he did to me to deserve to die?' I ask. He stokes the fire. Sparks fly up. 'I… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“We should have called truce, he'd said, brushing back his ink-black hair impatiently. We should have called truce long before this. But… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The Roach clasps his hand on the back of my neck with a laugh. 'You did good, kid, you know that? You… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“So did you murder Balekin?' Nihuar asks me, clearly able to put off her curiosity no longer. 'Yes,' I say. 'After he… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The hardest thing- the impossible thing- is to get past the memory of Cardan telling me he loved me. He said those… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Taryn is beautiful in her heavily embroidered dress, and Vivi radiant in soft violet grey with artfully sewn moths seeming to fly… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“...you think it was sunrise I was waiting for and not my queen. Do you not hear her footfalls? She has never… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I follow him behind the throne and off the dais, where a small door is set against the stone wall, half hidden… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“You put a curse on that girl over there,' I tell him. 'Fix her immediately.' 'She admired my ears,' the boy says.… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Much of the clothing is moth-eaten, but I can see what they once were. A skirt with a beaded pattern of pomegranates,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Madoc says you will duel for love,' I say. 'Whose?' he asks, frowning. There is no banquet too abundant for a starving… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I could warn Randalin that he ought to be afraid of the way that Cardan is looking at him. Cardan turns to… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I have thought and thought since you were gone, and there is something I wish to say.' Cardan's face is serious, almost… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Cardan comes over, stepping on my star chart, kicking over the ink-pot with his silver-tipped boots, sending the blood spilling across the… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Lil-' he says, voice sounding soft and scratchy, but speaking. He's conscious. Awake. Healed. He grabs hold of the Bomb's hand. 'I'm… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The parlour is as I remember it from Council meetings. It carries the scent of smoke and verbena and clover. Cardan himself… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Cardan was not an easy child to love, and he's only grown worse with time. He would scream to be held, and… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“I didn't enjoy being a snake, and yet I appear to be doomed to be reminded of it for all eternity,' Cardan… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“By the fire, a spindly, insectile faerie stirs a big pot. 'You want soup, mortal?' I shake my head. 'You want to… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Cardan grins at me as though we've been great friends all our lives. I forgot how charming he can be--and how dangerous… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“He's so beautiful, so perfectly, horribly, inhumanely beautiful that I can barely breathe.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Her fingers are cold against his flushed skin. It's nice. He hopes she won't take them away.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
