“Imagine—Lord Seregil and Lord Alec slapped up in the Red Tower for common housebreaking? No one knows what we really are, or what we’ve done for Skala. It would just be shame and dishonor, and for what? Because some titled… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“These are Plenimaran marines, and there's not much most of them aren't capable of, if you take my meaning." "I don't think I do,"… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“First shall be the Guardian, a vessel of light in the darkness. Then the Shaft and the Vanguard, who shall fail and yet not… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“Come on, Seregil, let's show him how it's done." "I'm busy," replied Seregil, working on a tricky bit of fingering. Moving to stand over… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“I want to come with you, but first you’ve got to give me a few straight answers.” “It’s against my nature, but I’ll try.” — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“So I might have to marry Alec when I'm grown," Illia was prattling across to Seregil. "I hope that won't hurt your feelings too… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“It is better to lack the semblance of honor but possess it than to possess the semblance and lack the honor.” — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“He couldn’t imagine what had made his father so angry or the townspeople so mean, but he knew with a child’s sudden, clear conviction… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
“Talí." It was the only thing Seregil could think of that encompassed everything he felt right now. Alec smiled. "You called me that by… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
A writer can't just be well-educated or good at research; to build a living, breathing world with interesting characters, you have to write from… — Lynn Flewelling Copy Share Image
