Occupation: Writer Birth: 1976
When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them..
That was what they did with themselves, those two Gracelings, along with a small band of friends: They stirred up trouble on a serious scale—bribery,….
And what was it about the dark that made her question things she’d never questioned before, in the day..
It hurt her eyes, almost, Ror City; and it didn't surprise her that Po should come from a place that shone..
Now we just need to find someone who is close to the king but is really a spy for Mydogg." "That should be easy. I could probably shoot an arrow out ….
Maybe it was for the best that she'd been so foolish, for if she'd known how hard this would be, perhaps she wouldn't have done it..
I wouldn't marry Giddon to save my life," Katsa said. "Not even to save yours." "Well." Raffin's eyes were full of laughter. "I'd leave that part out..
Alone with Giddon again, Bitterblue considered him, rather liking the mud streaks on his face. He looked like a handsome sunken rowboat..
Katsa now sat calmly on the stomach of her vanquished foe. "He was handsome," said said. Po moaned. "Was he beat-to-a-pulp handsome, or perhaps just ….
Would you please do me the honor of telling me WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON?.
Location: Amsterdam, Where Fire Is Called "Vlam.
Tess had said that the river was liable to wash the palace and the city and the whole kingdom off the rocks, and then there would finally be peace in….
But everyone has some kind of power to hurt people..
Katsa and Po were trying to drown each other and, judging from their hoots of laughter, enjoying it immensely..
Do you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it..
Garan snorted. "Now that we know about his indigestion, we can torture him with cake..
Great! He has indigestion, so let's torture him with cake..
Why are you still here?" she asked. "Shouldn't you be in a cave somewhere inspiring people?.
What are you grinning at?" Katsa demanded for the third or fourth time. "Is the ceiling about to cave in on my head or something? You look like we're….
It was just that she had the need to tell him something honest, something honest and unhappy, because cheerful lies tonight were too depressing and t….
Lady Queen," he said, "You've given me all I want. You're the queen a librarian dreams of..