" He should have left then. But Rao was one of the nameless faith, and he understood the sacred power of instinct--the way a body's knowing could be a gift from the nameless, a prophecy written in the thud of the heart or the ice of fear winding down a spine. He felt it then: a kind of foreboding. Not quite fear. Not quite curiosity. "

― Tasha Suri , The Jasmine Throne (Burning Kingdoms, #1)