Tortall And The Queens Riders!

If I Have To 'catch' A Man To Get A Husband, I Don't Want One.

Have I Mentioned That I Hate It When You're Right?", She Asked Instead. Alanna Shook Her Head. "no, I Don't Believe You Have. As Far As I Could Tell, You Never Thought I Was Right.

You Know Something? There Are Sandstorms That Strip Man And Horse And Bury Them — I've Seen Them. I Saw Bones Piled Higher Than My Head For The Folly Of A Bad King And Those Who Wanted His Throne. I Lived Through A Blizzard That Froze Every Other Living Creature Solid. Against Those Things, You're Only A Man. I Can Deal With You.

Indeed Not. Stop Kicking Me, Daine. You Understand, She Is Very Important To A Number Of Powerful Nobles And Mages In Tortall." Numair's Voice Was Quiet, Almost Friendly; His Eyes Were Hard. "their Majesties. Lady Alanna And Her Husband, The Baron Of Pirate's Swoop. Me. All Of Us Would Take Iit Amiss If We Thought For A Moment She Was Being Trifled With, Particularly By A Young Man Who Wasn't Free To Do The Right Thing By Her." "numair," Daine Growled. "can I Speak To You Privately For A Moment? "no. Stepping On My Foot Won't Work Either. Do I Make Myself Clear, Prince Kaddar?

You Mortals Are Like Fish Swimming In A Globe Of Glass. That Globe Is Your World. You Do Not See Beyond It.