Quotes About Intrigue

Are you enjoying yourself?" I overhear Nicasia ask Locke once, as he joins them for a lecture. "Cardan won't forgive you for what you're doing with her.

Oh, tell me the rest. I like tricks and snares. Even ones I was nearly caught in.

It had a pale body and crept on all fours, with claws as long as one of her fingers.

So did you murder Balekin?' Nihuar asks me, clearly able to put off her curiosity no longer. 'Yes,' I say. 'After he poisoned the High King.' 'Poisoned?' she echoes in astonishment, looking at Cardan. He shrugs, lounging in a chair, looking bored as ever. 'You can hardly expect me to mention every little thing.

The vampire looked at her in bewilderment. Then he glanced toward the door and his expression grew sly. "If you free me, I could hold them off.

They say that he can talk flowers into opening their petals at night, as though his face were that of the sun. He'll steal your heart.

She had arrived in a gown of black silk beneath a cage of fish bones and shells, her deep aquamarine hair caught up in a crown of coral.

There you are,' Cardan says as I take my place beside him. 'How has the night been going for you? Mine has been full of dull conversations about how my head is going to find itself on a spike.

I am no closer to finding a way to get out of here and no clearer on my father's plan. The only thing I am closer to is getting caught.

You could take the job," Balthazar said. "You want to quit the game for good? Go out in style. Come on, Charlatan, you could steal breath from a body, hate from a heart, the moon from the sky." "Flattery is so unlike you.

I look to see that it's the worst person possible: Cardan.

He'd like to make you believe he's our leader, but it's more than Nicasia likes power, I like dramatics, and Valerian likes violence. Cardan can provide us with all three, or at least excuses for all three.' 'Dramatics?' I echo. 'I like for things to happen, for stories to unfold. And if I can't find a good enough story, I make one.' He looks every inch the trickster in that moment.

Ah! A lady of mystery. My very favorite kind

why it's a scary story.

Surely Nicasia would expect more of Cardan's mother than the thin gruel of emotion she has served her son.

Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me." "I cannot," he says, then frowns.

Porque eres como una historia que aún no ha sucedido. Porque quiero comprobar qué harás. Quiero participar en el desarrollo de la narración.

Why are you looking at Jude like that?' I asked. 'I can't help it,' he said, never taking his gaze from you. 'I'm drawn to trouble.

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.

He likes you this way, I think,' Cardan says. 'Flush-cheeked and furious.' 'I don't care what he likes,' I spit out. 'You seem to not care quite a lot.' His voice is dry, and when I look at him, I cannot read his face.

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

Go away, close the book, put it down do not look!

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you. I knew you from the moment you walked into the brugh.

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