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“Who calls at Habetrot's chamber?' comes a whispery voice.

Oak raises his eyebrows at me, as though he intends me to answer.

Fine, if that's what he wants. 'Suren, whose garb has been deemed inadequate by an obnoxious prince, despite the fact I've seen people go naked to revels.'

Rather than be insulted, Oak laughs delightedly.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Fix your hair,' she says, then shrugs again. 'Or make it wilder. You look lovely either way.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“I don't know what I want.' The words come out a whisper, too true by half.

'Destruction and ruin,' she says with a clack of her tongue. 'I can practically smell it on you.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“The gown is the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen,' I say to her, as I can pay her no other way without insult. It has been a long time since I have been given a gift, barbed though it may be. 'It does feel as though it might come from a dream.'

That makes Habetrot's cheeks pink. 'Good. Maybe you will come back and tell me how the Prince of Sunlight liked the Queen of Night.'

Embarrassed, I step out into the hall, wondering how she could believe that a dress- no matter how beautiful- could make me into an object of desire.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“If he's half as taken with you as you are with yourself, I imagine he'll be well pleased.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir