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1 " I know nothing of being a wife, but I have learned much about the running and maintenance of an estate. It may be that you will find my manner too straightforward for your tastes, but, my lord, it is just that - my manner. Would that I die before I give up that part of me. "
― Denise Domning , Winter's Heat (The Graistan Chronicles, #1)
2 " To take command, one must first create the illusion that command is already yours. "
3 " deodand. "
― Denise Domning , Season of the Raven (A Servant of the Crown mystery, #1)
4 " He says the witch was dressed as a man and wore her hair also like a man's. Not only that, but in the boy's fevered dream, she fought better than any soldier. As I said, beyond belief." The forester shrugged in apology for wasting his lord's time. The corners of Gilliam's mouth lifted in sudden respect, and he touched the pin at his shoulder. "She did it all alone," he said quietly. "My lord?" the forester asked. "Hobbe, this is no dream. The boy has indeed seen my bride." Hobbe blinked. "Condolences, my lord. "
― Denise Domning , Spring's Fury (The Graistan Chronicles, #3)
5 " There were so many they packed the small field where the abbey held its yearly market, then spilled around the corner onto the coopers' lane, which followed the eastern edge of the holy house's walled compound. If some of the folk wore the ragged motley of the abbey's usual coterie of beggars, a far greater number dressed in the humble attire of the city's day laborers. Johanna, "
― Denise Domning , A Love for all Seasons (The Garistan chronicles, #5)
6 " There's naught left to feed them, and so they know. Despite that, this thieving rabble persists in trying to take a share of what is not theirs by looting warehouses and breaking into the homes of decent tradesmen," Theobald spat out. His gaze swept "
7 " Me, die?" Nicola said with a breath of scorn. "You should know by now that it’s not luck that keeps me alive, but my ill temper. Both God and the Devil are afraid of me. "
8 " Love is this feeling that you would give anything for another. You would climb to the moon and steal the stars from the sky if she asked it. You want to shelter her and protect her, yes. But it's more than that. When you walk into a room, she is the first one you look for. Her laughter brightens your day, and when she is hurt, you are, too. It's the warm feeling that fills your soul when she is near. A mere touch of her hand sends you to your knees with wanting. "
― Denise Domning , Knights of Valor
9 " Night was overtaking Offord's bailey, ragged fingers of darkness climbing the walls and creeping out of the corners. "
― Denise Domning , The Final Toll (Servant of the Crown #4)
10 " Nicola of Ashby gave an angry huff, her breath clouding in the chill air. She chided herself for doubting. She needed to believe her suckling sister had not failed to deliver the message, else there'd be naught for Nicola but forced marriage to the man who had murdered her father and destroyed her village and home. It "
11 " tell about them kissing, are you? Ugh! What "
12 " Arrogant and full of pride that Churchman "
13 " A spotted sow stretched out in front of her owner's house, her head pillowed on the doorstep, opened her eye to study Faucon as he rode past. "
― Denise Domning , Caught Red-Handed (Servant of the Crown Mystery, #5)
14 " The oldster looked at his Crowner, his brows lifted high over his pale eyes, adding wrinkles to an already wrinkled brow. "
15 " trenchers into a large alms basket for distribution to "
― Denise Domning , Season of the Fox (Servant of the Crown Mystery, #2)
16 " Johanna, wife to Katel l'Espicer, yanked her plodding palfrey to a halt and stared in horror. "Mary, mother of God!" From her pillion perch behind one of the five following manservants, "
17 " Turning in his saddle, Theobald looked at the servants behind them. "We ride on through. If any man reaches for you, kill him." Then without so much as a by-your-leave, he leaned over and snatched Johanna's reins from her grasp, and spurred his horse into motion. As her palfrey complacently followed where he led, Johanna turned her gaze downward to glare at the saddletree and indulged herself in hatred—for him, for his master, but mostly for this "
18 " I'm thinking he must be a Northerner. I've never met any myself, but I'm told that when they speak the common tongue, they do it in a way that is oddly twisted. "
19 " Sir Adam tells me your husband had looked for you prior to the meal that day and couldn't find you," Faucon said. "Where were you?" "Hiding," she said with a sigh. "It's what I do here. "
20 " Does my brother's presence inconvenience you?" he asked the priest. "Not at all," the twitching man replied. Father Berold's face was still for an instant. This time the curve of his lips was natural, and filled with compassion. "I recognize a fellow sufferer. I have added him to my prayers." Faucon eyed the priest for a long moment. Of such mettle were saints forged. "
