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“He behaved as though he had a heart of stone, so she gave him one.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“Once there was a boy with a wicked heart,' the troll woman said.

'No, that's not right,' Cardan interrupted. 'That's not how it goes. He had a wicked tongue.'

'Boys change,' she told him. 'And so do stories.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“Having a heart is terrible, but you still need one anyway.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“I have added bonemeal to my bread,' Aslog says. 'Ground just as fine as any grain. My loaves will be more famed than ever before, though not for the same reason. And if I served Queen Gliten the bones of her own consort, at her own table, what of it? It is no more than she deserves, and unlike her, I do pay my debts.'

He snorts, and she looks at him in surprise.

'Well,' he says, 'that's awful, but a little bit funny, too. I mean, did she have him with butter or jam?'

'You always did laugh when you would have been better served staying silent,' she says with a glower. 'I recall that not.'

Cardan doesn't add that he laughs when he is nervous.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“Now what?'

'We wait for the sun together,' he says, his gaze going to the hot blush of the horizon. 'And no one dies.'

He sits with her as red turns to gold, as blue edges out black. He sits with her as grey creeps over Aslog's skin, and he does not look away from the betrayal on her face as she becomes stone.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“I have added bonemeal to my bread,' Aslog says. 'Ground just as fine as any grain. My loaves will be more famed than ever before, though not for the same reason. And if I served Queen Gliten the bones of her own consort, at her own table, what of it? It is no more than she deserves, and unlike her, I do pay my debts.'

He snorts, and she looks at him in surprise.

'Well,' he says, 'that's awful, but a little bit funny, too. I mean, did she have him with butter or jam?'

'You always did laugh when you would have been better served staying silent,' she says with a glower. 'I recall that now.'

Cardan doesn't add that he laughs when he is nervous.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories