“Then that is your problem, I surmise,” Lightsong said. “We’re gods, my dear, and we quickly grow tired of our immortal existences.… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
“And are you going to explain why you consider competing with me to be the most sincere form of compliment?” “Of course… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
“Regardless, you ask why I did not greet you. Well, let us assume that I had acted as you suggest I should.… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
“I swear, my dear. Sometimes our conversations remind me of a broken sword." She raised an eyebrow. "Sharp as hell," Lightsong said,… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
“She’s only seventeen years old,” Llarimar said. “I can’t imagine being married to the God King at her age.” “I can’t imagine… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
“Giving her ten thousand Lifeless is enough to make even me consider my drunk-monkey theory.” “The one who chooses names and titles… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
