“Who calls at Habetrot's chamber?' comes a whispery voice. Oak raises his eyebrows at me, as though he intends me to answer.… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“You're in a prickly mood,' he tells me. As though I am not all-over briars at all times.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“What if I am too much? If I need too much?' she asks, her voice very low. He takes a deep breath,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Wren?' he says. 'Talk to me.' I don't reply. What would be the point? I know he will twist me around his… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
