Author of quotes: Vera Kamsha

- We don't know what Richard thought and thinks! Arno sparkled furiously. - I would advise not to do it for him, at least in my presence. Before we meet, Okdell is my friend, and then we will decide everything ourselves. Our place depends not only on the ability to own a sword, but also on... the ability to own a conscience.

Foolishness, nobility and gold can work miracles even separately, but when they unite, the world is on the edge.

“But other cowards,” Alva said, “as a Man of Honor, you must warn them of the danger. However, you don't have to warn. It's even more fun that way.

Drink, young man. In the morning you will be so bad, so try to pull more out of the evening. And I'll sing you a song about the winds of the distant...

Lack of conscience and compassion are so easily confused with courage.

I am ready to give the floor to the barbarian king. It was not violated for fear of ruining their family and their home. Then they stopped giving it, but being silent does not mean forgetting.

- Roke, do you want water? - Sunset creatures, he shouldn't call raven by name. It shouldn't be here!
"Duke of Épne," Alva winced, "I don't recall us drinking on brudershaft.
"I'm sorry," Robert apologized gratefully, "so you pour it?" I at least want to drink.
"Then ask the colonel," Raven advised. - This water is salty, it is here for beauty. Fresh today has not yet been brought.
- Okay, - Robert realized that he was suffocating- I'll ask now.
Morin stared with surprise at the First Marshal Talygoya, with Berger methodical arrangement on the table of jugs and cups.
- Mr. Commandant, - that's how they do stupid things, useless, unnecessary, ruining themselves and others, - bother to spill water.
"Monsignor," Morin's chin pulled up, "I'm asking for an explanation.
"Here they are," Robert pulled out a gun and put it on the edge of the table. The hatred was cold and heavy, like a frozen boulder. - Pour. To the brim!
Moraine flinched, but the pitcher tilted. Water poured in. A brilliant jet, mockingly gurgling, filled one by one luxurious, fit the king, cups. Alat crystal, darkness, heat, salt... Morin's hands trembled. And good. Very good, just excellent!

- If you see cattle and you can kill, no one but them, not to the detriment - kill. The first step you did, the case for the second.
- Kill? - The order to limit the flogging of Arno would not be surprising, but what is it?!
- If you see fit and can. No means no, your duel, you decide.
- I'm stronger.
- And you're embarrassed? Half of the trouble happens because it is awkward for the strong to finish off the bastard while it seems weak.

Remember again. Forget ... Memory is dust ... Memory is the end ... Your old age grows from memory. Why do you need old age? Why remember, rejoice!

- Well, at least you don't understand something!

Robert Épinay would have given dearly, so as not to hear what Aldo is carrying, but plugging his ears at the High Council is too much. Even for the First Marshal.

- Treacherously seizing the Barsov Gates, - the kazaron broadcast, - the Taliga army came to the Daram field and in a bloody battle defeated the army of His Majesty Adgemar. The Kagets fought bravely, but luck was not on their side...
Yes, when ten thousand break one hundred and twenty, obviously luck is not on the side of the latter, as well as the mind and everything else.

“Undoubtedly,” Proemperador agreed. “As I don’t remember who said, the question is whether it’s crazy enough to work.”

Manrik did not have time to answer. Savignac with a cry "Left-handed, and all his creatures, this is a shot!" - stretched out his hand in the direction of the fireplace. The three candles on the mantelpiece were extinguished.