Author of quotes: Marie Rutkosky

Tense he loosened his fingers.
- The truce was a lie. Every minute that we spent here, customerrorsmode performance: it has distracted our attention to make us believe we are truly independent - so much so that even baliproperty to the court. The Emperor wants to get Hera back. Liberated from garanci.

Kestrel slowly approached him and knelt down beside the chair. Have noprisoners forehead against his knee and closed his eyes. Heart she was whole. The girl whispered:
- Do you believe me?
There was no answer. Then Kestrel felt that he had put her utterly heavy hand.
"Yes," the General said.

- Kestrel, what are you hoping for, passing it to him?
- No matter what. I don't know. I...
- You can not imagine. You can not think straight.
I don't want to think sensibly! I'm too tired to think straight. ARIN needs Usatovo me. I should have told him from the beginning.
- He was better off not knowing. You yourself thought so. Just as I am.
- We were wrong.
- Then, after he finds out the truth, you cancel your wedding.
- No.
- You are running with Arina to live a few short days in a dying country until the fall of the hammer a new invasion.
- No.
Why? asked Tensen. - You love it.

Life is not your germanskie tales of gods, villains, heroes and avelika victims, she said. - When I was little, they were maravelis. I'm sure you do, too. There all better than it actually is. Really, people make decisions for selfish reasons. Yes, the reality is not very poetic. - The girl shrugged. - As awesommeee that makes someone think that the whole world revolves around him.

Truce. A truce that Kestrel gave him the walls of the city. Arina has onosaka life. Why is ARIN so long doubted what Castresana it?"Fool - " again the voice spoke.

Tiger took a bite of Arina's ankle. He gently pushed away his face.
- Roshar, why are you here?
I gave the cub a name. Named it in your honor.
- Roshar.
When ARIN grows up, you'll get a death sentence from the teeth of the tiger on makransky arena. ARIN will eat you alive.

But she didn't expect Jess will answer it. And this letter is Kestrel usisraeli in his hands was as plump as the fact that sent myself Kestrel. Jess wouldn't have so much to write, if did not want to have had Kestrel case.
Kestrel opened the envelope. She felt again the mixture of knowledge and ignorance, distress and doom.
She fully unfolded the envelope. She didn't see it coming? Unless it wasn't obvious?
In the envelope was the letter that was sent Kestrel Jess. Unopened and unread.

- Brother, you went crazy, ' said the Queen.
- He loves me - said Roshar. Tiger was sleeping, curled up into a ball of uego feet. - And what will happen when he will grow up to be big enough to shestlivie person?
- Then I'll convince Arina to take care of him.

Roshar and drew in the air. For one bizarre moment, ARIN thought that the sound he heard next, also came from the Prince.
Scratching crying. Meow.
Oh no. ARIN knew who it was. He closed his eyes to avoid looking.
- Tiger, - said Roshar.
And Arina had to watch. From broken reeds, drowning the front lapaev dirt, got out of tiger. He looked at his motionless mother and began to cry most piteously.

I'm sorry, cautiously said ARIN. I tried. But I was not able to do anything.
- No, you did. You saved something in me that helped me again to decide Napoles.

Her devouring fear. When the clock said third hour of her stay here, she shifted on his pillows. From them emanated a light scent of Jess. Aromabella flower of Hera. He blossomed before my eyes Kestrel.
The aroma was quite fresh.
The window of the salon went on the road. Kestrel saw his carriage and entourage waiting outside.
The girl struggled with the realization. She didn't want to understand. But then... oncedo imagined Jess was sitting on this very couch, I kohapeal coach Kestrel. Jess spoke to the footman. Then he left another part of the house. Now waiting there. Waiting for Kestrel to leave. The smell of the spirits Kestrel his eyes watered.

The darling of the court. The General's daughter. The approach of the Emperor. The bride of his son.

- You smell like a man. He's a bit receded. - Where did you get etukudo?
Her voice was not reflected gripped her trembling:
- He won.
- Who was your victim this time?
- Some sailor. Cards. I was cold.
- Not ashamed Kestrel?
- No, absolutely. She forced your voice to sound firmer. - Czestochowie, he gave it to me.
- Interesting what you had tonight. Ran away from the Palace. Stole a jacket Moraca. Why do I feel like there's more?

Jumping - no legs to land
And my head - bit of land.
Without wings I fly trying.
Tell me, how I am called?