“He loved her to the point of madness, to obsession and even sacrifice. He wasn't Berdikhan, and he wouldn't make her Zafira.… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“He snagged two more pieces of wood from her load for good measure. "Martise, bearing children is woman's work. Gurn and I… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Come in, Martise." Silhara's voice was almost sibilant in the darkness as he tagged on her hand. "There are no soul eaters… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Martise, lower your knife. There are more than a few people eager to carve out my heart. You'll have to take your… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“You have done an unwise thing, Martise of Asher,” he said softly. “You’ve caught my interest.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“I don't need you on your back for anything Martise, unless you want to go star-gazing with me.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“And will you love me for a day? A year? A lifetime?" She knew the answer but wanted to hear him say… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“She sighed. “I can’t help it. I worry for you when you lead these patrols. I don’t sleep until you return." His features softened.… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“I'd challenge gods and queens to make you mine, Ballard. Conquer a kingdom or two if necessary.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Ildiko might not reciprocate the feeling, but Brishen considered himself fortunate to have such a wife.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“I will stand beside you through all of this,' she said when she could finally speak. “And welcome you home with gladness when it’s… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“He loved her to the point of madness, to obsession and even sacrifice. He wasn't Berdikhan, and he wouldn't make her Zafira. He'd rob… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“He snagged two more pieces of wood from her load for good measure. "Martise, bearing children is woman's work. Gurn and I would be… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“What kind of piss is this?" he said when he caught a breath. Louvaen frowned. "Probably something he made with the venom and scales… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Come in, Martise." Silhara's voice was almost sibilant in the darkness as he tagged on her hand. "There are no soul eaters here." No,… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“I wish merely to understand my husband’s sacrifice. He will live among his own people. I cannot bear him children, but the line of… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“There’s more.” “Of course there is,” Brishen said flatly. It had started badly; it turned worse and hinted at becoming ruinous.” — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“You find me ugly, don’t you?” Brishen had faced abominations on the battlefield without flinching, leapt into the thick of the fighting against creatures… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
“Wouldn’t it have been better to conserve your strength and rest?” Ildiko mused after a moment. “I’ll sleep long and hard when I’m dead.… — Grace Draven Copy Share Image
