“One blade couldn’t win a battle, but as long as it was mine, it could be used to protect me and those I loved.” — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Because the truth holds the greatest magic, the greatest beauty, and sometimes the greatest danger,” — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I doubt you cared this much about their feelings when you chose this path,” Iolaus said. He didn’t raise his voice. The truth doesn’t… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I don't hold memories in my hand, but I'll never let them go.” — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Now, Polydeuces, let her be,” Castor said, hugging me again. “Look at that face! Her brow’s all creased with worry, and for nothing. As… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Where have you been, Milo?” I asked quietly. “It’s been three days.” “Working for Jason,” Milo replied, his voice low. I frowned, setting the… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I’d say that of the two choices, Helen will be safest if she finds her own way back.” “A girl traveling alone on a… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Here’s a lesson for you, lad.” Melitta leaned forward and poked him sharply in the ribs with one gnarled finger. “Don’t drink heavily at… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I brought him here,” he said, eager to claim credit for whatever had so overjoyed his king. “I caught him making a sacrifice to… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I pray Aphrodite will help him find someone who loves him as much as he loves her.” “That’s a good prayer.” Father gave me… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“The old woman said something and thrust the bowl into my hands. I looked to Argus. “What am I supposed to do?” “You had… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“You’re safe. Thank the gods.” Milo appeared at my side, dripping wet, his face scratched and battered. With a shamefaced smile he added, “I… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Are you trying to make me jealous, my pretty bird?” Theseus asked, teasing. He took one of the filled wine goblets from the cupbearer… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
Some men were nothing but overgrown boys who never got over the "fun" of teasing girls, just to get noticed — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
