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“Let the dreamers and the seers keep watch. It is what we do.”
― Jacqueline Carey

“And that is why you ought not dramatically vow to obey someone,' I say, a growl in my voice. 'They seldom ask for what you hope they will.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Isn't that sweet?' Hyacinthe says, the first words I've heard him speak. 'Riding your sister's horse into battle. Have you anything of your own, prince? Or just girls' castoffs and scraps?”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“You have an unusual voice,' he says. 'Raspy. Quite fetching, really.'

'I damaged my vocal cords a long time ago,' I inform him. 'Screaming.'

Oak steps between us, and I am grateful for the reprieve. 'What a fine gentleman you make, Jack.'

Jack turns to the prince, his sinister smile dropped back into place. 'Oak and Wren, Wren and Oak. Delightful. Named for woodland creatures, but neither of you so simple.' He glances at Tiernan and Hyacinthe. 'Not nearly as simple as these two.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Once my father said that conflicts are between rulers. Those that follow rulers can be perfectly nice, which is how you wind up with two perfectly nice people with daggers to each other's throats. Hyacinthe and I might have been friends, but for the part where we were set on opposite sides of a battlefield.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Well, come on,' said Hyacinthe. 'Unless you want me to carry you.''

'Carry me? What a delightful offer. You can bear me in your arms like a maiden in a fairy tale.'

Hyacinthe rolls his eyes. 'I can throw you over my shoulder like a sack of grain.'

'Then I suppose I shall walk,' Oak says, hoping he can.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne

“Do not fall under Prince Oak's spell,' he warns as the knight climbs up the rocks to us. 'He's not what he seems.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“I note how stiff they are with each other, how carefully they keep separate, as magnets must keep a safe distance or be slammed together by their very nature.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“We walk, fading stars overhead, brine in the air.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“You will never know what the prince is thinking behind his smiles,' Hyacinthe says. 'You are a coin to be spent, and he is a royal, used to throwing around gold.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Why would you want me after all I have done?' Hyacinthe asks, anguished.

'Why does anyone want anyone else?' Tiernan answers. 'We do not love because people deserve it- nor would I want to be loved because I was the most deserving of some list of candidates. I want to be loved for my worst self as well as my best. I want to be forgiven my flaws.'

'I find it harder to forgive your virtues,' Hyacinthe tells him, a smile in his voice.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne

“You deceive as easily as you breathe and with as little thought.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne

“I want you,' the price hears Tiernan say. Oak feels some chagrin at overhearing that, but he is also surprised at the starkness of the admission. It sounds almost like an accusation.

'And what are you going to do about it?' Hyacinthe asks.

Tiernan snorts. 'Pine, I suppose.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne

“I want you,' the prince hears Tiernan say. Oak feels some chagrin at overhearing that, but he is also surprised at the starkness of the admission. It sounds almost like an accusation.

'And what are you going to do about it?' Hyacinthe asks.

Tiernan snorts. 'Pine, I suppose.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne