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" He’d never liked tea. It seemed somewhat ridiculous to him, to interrupt his day with miniature cakes and dry, crustless sandwiches, and fragile china that always seemed about to snap in half between his fingers. Tea, Kimber reasoned, was a feminine invention, ruled by females of a certain type: ruffled, beribboned, and iron-willed. "
― Shana Abe , Queen of Dragons (Drakon, #3)
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" I don’t know how these matters are supposed to go,” she said finally, in the dark. “I was raised amid mountains and the Milky Way. But it seems to me that if a lady tells a gentleman she is in love with him, even if she’s actually just a serf, he ought to either reciprocate the emotion or else leave the room.”
“Oh? Is there not a third option? Perhaps, say, a thorough ravishment instead?”
“That is hardly gentlemanly. And I don’t think you should call me Princess any longer, either. I’ll be a countess, I suppose.”
“No, beloved. Remember? A king.”
“I’ll settle for queen. "
― Shana Abe , Queen of Dragons (Drakon, #3)
