“Madoc makes a snorting sound, then turns to me. 'I am sure that Wren here wouldn't mind taking Lady Nore's castle and… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“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
“I don't know what I want.' The words come out a whisper, too true by half. 'Destruction and ruin,' she says with… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“How appropriate to have my tongue cut out, when silence has been my refuge and my cage.” — 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
“I breathe in the fine mist from the water, the scents of loam and clotted river grass.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
