Quotes About Loyalty

Sadly for my wedding plans, I learned that Nestor is a bardash. I envy the men who enjoy his favors. He has always treated me with friendship which I now value more than my old romantic feelings.

He's got courage, Alex said. Courage! Raoul bellowed. That coward almost kills him and--

rosto cupped laddybuck in one hand and grabed the back of my neck with the other pulling me in and kissing me right on the mouth. i should have punched him but his lips were soft and sweet. i will punch him next time. -beka after she realizes that rosto the piper is the new rouge

Ralon didn't make anyone else put his tack away? Alex wanted to know. You didn't see anything strange? Alanna didn't look up. No. It wasn't strange , she excused her lie mentally. Ralon does things like that all the time.

I don't have so many friends that I can afford to turn my back on any of them.

She wanted an extra advantage today, more than she'd had in training with Raoul or knights like Jerel. When the trumpet blared, she told Peachblossom, Charge. Muscles bunched under her. The gelding flew at his top speed down the dirt lane, hooves thundering in packed dust. For those brief seconds Kel felt like an army of one. She loved no one so much as her horse.

Then I'll Dog him, and I'll catch him, and I'll cage him again,' I said. 'And again, and again, and again, until his patron tires if him and the Snake tires of me.' 'Or until he kills you,' someone else said. 'Nobody's killing Beka,' Rosto told them, his eyes turned to black stone.

That's Lalasa, Kel's maid. She sews and knows all sorts of ways to hurt you.

Daine put a hand on her bow. It was loaded, but she didn't want to kill Maura's sister. I wouldn't call names, if I was you she retorted. Yolane backed up. Tirell! Oram! Jemis! To me! Oram, on the double! Daine shook her head. Yell all you like, they won't come. They're gone. What do you mean, 'gone'? I mean it's at an end the king knows what you're up to. The rebellion's uncovered. You'll never be queen.

Ozorne, please don't let him try to make me into a battle mage. I wish you'd told me that's what you wanted. Arram stopped and grabbed his friend by the arms. I won't do it. I'm not a killer. I'll never be a killer.

Gods curse it, Kel, you heard what he said! I heard a fart, Kel said grimly. You know where those come from. Let it go. -Faleron and Kel

Myles hugged her tightly, taking care not to bump her wounded arm. "You're a good lad, Alan of Trebond," he whispered. "You give an old man hope." "Nonsense," Alanna growled, pleased and embarrassed by the unexpected praise. "You aren't that old. And I'm not that good a lad.

Take care or her, Coram Smythesson! Alanna's old friend looked surprised. And here I thought the best part of ridin' with a knight was that she would be lookin' after me.

Beka: 'Will you keep me here forever? My hands are sticky.' Dale: 'I'll lick the honey off

I am a Trader and proud of it. We know that some accounts are written in blood and can be paid only in that. You have blood depts to settle.

He may harp in the Dark One's Hall and take no harm, who is a true harper.

Somehow, vampire or not, Shaina trusted Barbayat.

All who ride with Volkhavaar are his, and your young man is his too, even with his black so-curling hair and his sea-smoke eyes, skpah! Better to go with the wolf and say 'Eat me' or to the bear and say 'Hug me' than love him.

Flavian Estemba, generally called "Mercurio" by those who knew him, stared toward the street, feigned vertigo, swayed first forward over the drop, next back, and so gracefully and bonelessly fell into the garden, and into the arms of Romulan, who, with a curse, caught him.

Now let's be going before Susina finishes biting the cash, and comes to ravish you." "You paid her. I'm in your debt-" "Yes, yes, and the sun is a vast light, and the world has four corners, and we are all in Lucifer's net. Out of the trap, mouse. The cheese is eaten.

Cold enough to burn, she was yet his dutiful wife.

Nothing on earth or under it would induce him to pursue that man in his plain dark blue, to court that man, to tell him his son would do as he was bid. Nor could anything, least of all himself restrain Romulan from obeying his order-inane, not understood, ridiculous, a promise of utter tedium. For to refuse Valentius was to refuse all his forbears, the very mortar of the Tower itself. Such defiance seemed too heavy for Romulan to shoulder, although he ached to do so.

Bardic oaths weren't made to Shkoder, they were just made.

And since when do we do what the ship wants?" "Pretty much from the moment the air lock blew," Ryder snorted.