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1 " I will stand beside you through all of this,' she said when she could finally speak. “And welcome you home with gladness when it’s over, and you return triumphant. "
― Grace Draven , Eidolon (Wraith Kings, #2)
2 " There’s more.”“Of course there is,” Brishen said flatly. It had started badly; it turned worse and hinted at becoming ruinous. "
3 " Wouldn’t it have been better to conserve your strength and rest?” Ildiko mused after a moment. “I’ll sleep long and hard when I’m dead. You defy death by celebrating life. "
4 " My dear, treacherous mother,” he breathed. “What have you done? "
5 " I’ve always been under the assumption that death is a one-time, encompassing event.” “Why would you ever think that? "
6 " A damsel in complete distress was a burden to her protectors; one familiar with self defence, not as much. "
7 " I would have been content to live my life as just Brishen,” he whispered into her hair. “Who was loved by Ildiko. "
8 " Privilege,” she said gently, “gives the crown its shine. Duty gives it its weight. "
9 " Privilege,” she said gently, “gives the crown its shine. Duty gives it its weight. "
10 " I’m not desperate for a child, Ildiko. I’m desperate for my wife. That’s it. No matter what you believe, you aren’t lesser. Not to me. You are all. "
11 " He didn’t stop, didn’t linger to talk or greet those who called to him or begged him to wait.His steward tripped and stumbled to his knees when he saw him. Brishen paused long enough to lift the man back up by his tunic and asked the most important question any man had ever asked of another. “Where’s my wife? "
12 " I’ll sleep long and hard when I’m dead. You defy death by celebrating life.” It "
13 " You’re a fine man, Brishen Khaskem.”“It’s hard work remaining worthy of you, Ildiko Khaskem.”“You’ve a velvet tongue.”“That’s what you said yesterday when I had my head between your—”She shushed him with a shocked laugh. “Stop that. "
14 " I leave my heart and my kingdom in your capable hands, wife "
15 " Ildiko tried to embrace him and frowned when he stepped out of reach, still retaining his hold on her hand.“I’m filthy, wife, and need a bath of my own.” His nostrils flared, and his voice lowered to a more guttural timbre. “Lover of thorns, but you smell good enough to eat.”She arched an eyebrow and glanced at the platters on the table. “Considering our people’s respective histories, not to mention that wolf smile when you say such a thing, I’m not sure if I should be flattered or scream for help. "
16 " Brishen tried to pull her close, but she danced out his reach. “You’ll muss my hair, and Sinhue will string you up by your guts if you ruin all her hard work. I’m terrified of even sneezing in case I do something to it and suffer the same death.”Brishen scowled, his expression both exasperated and puzzled. “Just wear a hat.”She refused to dignify the ridiculous suggestion with a reply. Men. "
17 " Want to know when I first fell a little in love with you?”“When I didn’t faint from fright after meeting Secmis?” She’d come close, practically falling into Brishen’s arms when they escaped the throne room.“That was impressive. No cowering subject before her, but no.” He tugged the blanket over her shoulder where it had fallen away. “It was when you ate the scarpatine and declared it tasted nothing like chicken.”She sniffed. “Then you’re easily impressed. I don’t think I fell in love with you just because you choked down a potato. Granted, you didn’t have to engage it in battle before you ate it.”‘You’re hard to please.”She thumped his chest above his sternum. “I am not.”“Ouch.” He rubbed the injured spot. "
18 " He’s enchanted with you, I think.”“He’s annoying,” Anhuset said on a growl. “And human.” As if nothing could be more repulsive.“I’m human.” Ildiko pressed her lips together to hold back her laughter at the glare she received.“You aren’t winking at me or staring at my arse every time I walk past.”“Oh ho, you noticed that, did you?” Ildiko chose not to mention that she’d caught Anhuset eyeing Serovek’s admittedly attractive backside more than a few times in return.Anhuset gave a disgusted snort. “Brishen with both eyes patched would notice. His Lordship isn’t exactly subtle. "
19 " She tried to imagine him as an elder Kai man, with hair turned silvery white instead of its current sloe darkness. He’d still be as handsome and regal as he was now. She chuckled under her breath, amused at the idea that she once thought him hideous.One yellow eye peered up at her. “What amuses you, wife?” The question fell away to a moan as she rubbed his scalp.“I was just thinking you are far too handsome for your own good.”“It’s the scars,” he said. “They give me a certain air. "
20 " I’m certain I taste like a boiled potato,” she declared. He "