Quotes About Manipulation

I hate you," I whisper before he can speak. He tilts my face to his. "Say it again," he says as the imps comb my hair and place the ugly, stinking crown on my head. His voice is low. The words are for me alone. I pull out of his grip, but not before I see his expression. He looks as he did when he was forced to answer my questions, when he admitted his desire for me. He looks as though he's confessing.

I think they suspected my chief qualification for the position was my ability to lie for him.

Leave,' Cardan tells Locke. 'I didn't summon her here for your pleasure.' 'You are most ungenerous. If you truly cared for me, you would have,' Locke says as he hops down from the dais. 'Take Taryn home,' I call after him. If it wasn't for her, I would punch him right in the face.

the game of kings and princes, of queens and crowns, but to play it I must be pitiless.

Power is infectious. Power is greedy.

His hand comes up with a cloth smelling of cloying sweetness. He presses it over my nose and mouth. I feel my limbs go loose, and a moment later, I feel nothing at all.

Faeries make up for their inability to lie with a panoply of deceptions and cruelties.

You like it, don't you? Playing games with us? Pulling our strings and seeing how we dance?

It was about this, wasn't it? He knew. They all knew." I think of Nicasia sitting at Locke's dining table, seeming for a moment to take me into her confidence. He ruins things. That's what he likes. To ruin things

If he could not get the High King's attention for something good, then perhaps he could get it for something really, really bad.

I imagine that is I asked, she'd roll with me right here until we turned her white gown green and then thank me for the honour of my favour.' He smiles, going in for the kill, leaning toward me as if confiding a secret. 'Not that I'd be the first to green gown her.

Cardan looks at me with helpless rage... The fury in his eyes is familiar, the glitter of them like banked fire, like coals burning hotter than flames ever could. This time I deserve it. I promised he was going to be able to walk away from the Court and all its manipulations. I promised he would be free from all this. I lied.

I am surprised when he turns to me, eyes blazing. It feels as though the room is empty but for us. He lifts his glass anew, mouth curving in to a mockery of a smile. 'And to Jude, who gave me a gift tonight. One that I plan to repay in kind.' I try not to visibly flinch as glasses lift around me.

Get down on your knees, Cardan says, looking insufferably pleased with himself. His fury transmuted into gloating. "Beg. Make it pretty. Flowery. Worthy of me.

Bez w?tpienia elfowie odrobili lekcj? ju? dawno temu. Nie musz? mami? ludzi, bo ludzie sami si? mami?.

I poisoned you. Don't worry. It was a small dose. You'll live." "The cups of wine," he says. "But how did you know which one I would choose?" "I didn't," I tell him, thinking that he'll be at least a little pleased by the answer, despite himself. It is the kind of strategy he likes best. "I poisoned them both.

One doesn't have to lie to deceive.

I want to strike Cardan over and over until I slap that smugness off his face. But if I did, he'd know just how much he scares me.

Fear is not love, but it can appear much the same. So too, power.

by you, i am forever undone" -cardan greenbriar

By you, I am forever undone -Cardan Greenbriar

his kindness was jarring and made me wonder what he wanted in return for it. I was used to tricks, to games.

I would live down to his every expectation. If I couldn't have his favor, then I would have his wrath.

I feel helpless, as though he's herding me around a chessboard to checkmate.