“I should make you watch, said Laurent, while he's stripped down for every man in the troop to have him." Damen stepped forward. "You don't mean this. You need him as a hostage." "I don't need him continent," said Laurent.” — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“You can tell my uncle boykiller that he can cut the head off every child from here to the capital. It won't make him into a king, it will simply mean he has no one left to fuck.” — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Damen's understanding of Laurent rearranged itself, in order that he might despise him more accurately.” — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Damen bridged the nine chilly inches at the first opportunity. 'What are you doing? You were the one who warned me about Nicaise.' He… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“This place sickened him. Anywhere else, you simply killed your enemy with a sword. Or poisoned him, if you had the honourless instincts of… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“As the heavy latticed iron beetled above their heads, Damen found himself wanting it, wanting disruption, a cry of outrage, or of challenge, wanting… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“I'm not sure that's quite what I asked," said Laurent. His voice had the same quality as his gaze. "This is close quarters." "Close… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“When laced into his clothing, Laurent's dangerous grace lent him an almost androgynous quality. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that it… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“ Ride! ' went the call, and the individuals of the troop became a single lurching, streaming mass of horseflesh pounding toward the trees. The first of the men reached the tree line moments before the sound became a roar, the crack and crash of stones, of huge granite boulders large enough to smash into other parts of the cliff… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share
“Stay back, old man. It isn't your business. This is the Prince of Vere.' 'But---I only paid three coppers for him,' said Volo, sounding… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“It was a kind of fire dance in which the stick was thrown and caught, and the flame, tossed and twirled, created sinuous shapes, circles and ever-moving patterns. Ancel's red hair created a pleasing aesthetic alongside the red and orange fire. And even without the hypnotic movement of the flame, the dance was beguiling, its difficulties made to look effortless,… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share
“It was with a shock that he felt the touch of Laurent's fingers against the back of his wrist. [...] Laurent was shifting the… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Nicaise had picked up a gilt three-pronged fork, but had paused before sampling the dish in order to speak. The fear he'd shown of Damen at the ring seemed to still be there. His knuckles, clenched around the fork, were white. 'It's all right,' said Damen. He spoke to the boy as gently as he could. 'I'm not going to… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share
“When Laurent turned to face him, his eyes were dark. His lips were parted uncertainly. He had lifted his hand to his own shoulder,… — S.U. Pacat Copy Share Image