The Shadow Queen

You don't go into battle because you're sure of victory. You go into battle because it's the right thing to do.

I love you best, and I'll miss you forever.

Don’t let the bad leg fool you, son. If you hurt my princess, I will be the nightmare you never see coming.

Gabril’s voice was strong and sure. “I believe in you, and I’ve fought for you, because in a world full of people who crumble before an evil too terrifying to comprehend, you put up your fists and fight.

My bird can drive her break straight through your neck and into your artery in less time than it takes for you to draw a weapon, and she already dislikes you intensely. If I were you, I'd do my best not to antagonize her further." "I thought the bird obeyed you." "Better not antagonize me either.

What could be worse than death?" "I am.

A warrior doesn’t focus on the odds stacked against her. She focuses on her heart, on her will to face the evil in her world and defeat it, and then she finds a way to do it.” Lorelai

Her skin was as white as snow, her lips as red as blood, and her long hair as black as ebony.

Forgive us, my lord, for you have us at a disadvantage. My sister is frankly deplorable at conducting courtly conversation. The only thing worse than her ability to make appropriate small talk with royalty is her attempt to let a man lead her on the dance floor. Your timely interruption has saved me from the chore of attending dance lessons with her. My feet thank you.

I'm not a threat to you or Kol." "Tell that to Trugg. You just sent him into a wall." "Because he was trying to intimidate me. And also because once again he has yet to put on a pair of pants. I am already having a spectacularly difficult day. I don't need to add avoiding a pantsless Eldrian to the list of things I still have to do.

Lorelai smirked at Leo, who raised a brow and then glared up at the sky. "The two of you are conspiring against me again, aren't you?" "She just wants to share her lunch with you." Leo blanched. "Last time she shared, I got a face full of rabbit guts from above. Tell your bird to keep her victims to herself.

Of course, I believe most of the older noblemen are actually bringing their sons - only ones eligible for marriage, of course - to dance with me. The consensus seems to be that I would make a pretty good catch. You aren't going to marry a boring nobleman's boring son. No? No, because if one proposes to you, he'll be eaten by morning. Dragons have very healthy appetites. Draconi don't eat people. I've been looking for a new hobby.

Oh no." Lorelai pulled her hand from Kol's, her skin prickling with heat from absolute humiliation. Maybe if she prayed hard enough, the forest floor would open up and swallow her. If there was any justice in the world, it would swallow Leo too.

Irina’s smile disappeared. “I don’t require all of the princess, huntsman.” A

Mind telling me what’s so funny?” he asked as he spooned beans onto their plates. “Nothing.” Lorelai avoided looking at Kol. “Then if nothing is funny, you two can stop grinning at each other like village idiots and start eating your dinner. I imagine tomorrow will be another difficult day.” And

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most powerful of them all?

You don't go to battle because you're sure of victory. [...] You go into battle because it's the right thing to do.