Quotes from Kathryne Kennedy

Yet he hadn't asked for anything that he hadn't been willing to give himself. - Mahri

Silvery white hair cascaded past broad shoulders in a river broken only by the tips of the elven lord's pointed ears.

Courtiers milled between the stone supports, a riot of colorful silk skirts and gold-trimmed coats. Full court wigs of powdered white sparkled with the addition of the ground stone the nobles used to imitate the silver luster of elven hair.

Lords and ladies,

I do believe I shall faint," announced Lady Agnes. The men holding her tightened their grips and she turned and scowled at them. They let go. She staggered over to Dominic.

But, please, don't breathe a word of what I said to none other than himself." The

She decided she could keep her face as stoic as her husband usually kept his. And then Lady Agnes wrapped her hands in Dominic's hair. Cass narrowed her eyes, tightened her grip on the edges of the saddle. She loved the feel of his hair, those satiny strands beneath her palms, the silvery mass of it twined about her fingers. Damn the woman, that was her territory, her favorite way of touching him. The

Let's get our things afore either one of them changes their mind." Cass

And he'd just been congratulating himself on teaching her not to use a knife; now he had to worry about firearms!

May gasped, wavered on her feet for a moment, then settled a wistful gaze on Cass's hair. "Oh my, ye have a lot, don't ye?" And her fingers began to twitch. Cook

That thick silvery hair of his—which had felt like spun silk in her hands—parted slightly over the tips of his ears and spread out around him like a sparkling halo. He lay on his back, one arm thrown above his head, his face softer in sleep, the angles less harsh. His pale skin appeared to glow in the darkness, highlighting the muscles of his chest, the ridges in his abdomen.

General Raikes watched the antics of the nobles with disdainful interest, like a man studying a group of monkeys at play.

Cassandra didn't know how to react to this sudden support. She glanced over at Dominic, but if anything, his black eyes glittered more dangerously than they had but moments ago. Was she the only one who noticed the fury beneath that calm expression?

This elven face of mine is deceiving, for I've been cursed with an all-too-human heart." Ador

No elf could withstand such pain and not instinctively call forth his own magic in defense. Again you've proven how truly weak you are… and yet…" Dominic

I used it to save the lives of my men." That

Plants grew in the corners of the room, pale pink pods that occasionally liked to dine on warm meat through some corrosive process Dominic didn't want to understand.

When Mor'ded swept the skirts of his red silk coat through the door behind the throne, Dominic followed, resisting the sudden urge to draw his sword and run it through his father's back. He'd tried it once. It had cost him the life of his best friend. His

With a flourish of his scepter, Mor'ded filled the long great room with sparkling white fire, the flames harmlessly bouncing off the wigs of the men and the silk skirts of the ladies. The courtiers laughed and wove their bodies through the magic, and Dominic watched them with hooded eyes until his father grew tired of amusing his playthings. When