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“Your heart is in your eyes, Your Highness," murmured Tamar, wiping the sweat from her brow.
Tolya poled his twin in the arm with a sparring sword. "Tamar knows because that's the way she looks at her wife"
"I am free to look at my wife any way I please."
"But Zoya is not Nikolai's wife.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“Every poem is about a brave hero named Kregi," she said. "Every single one. He always has a steed, and we have to hear about the steed and the three different kinds of swords he carried and the color of the scarf he wore tied to his wrist and all the poor monsters he slew and then how he was a gentle man and true. For a mercenary, Tolya is disturbingly maudlin.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

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Mal considered this. 鈥淢aybe we can disguise him as a really big tree.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Bless her poison tongue. "You could stay, Zoya. Entertain me with lively tales of your childhood. I find your spite very soothing."
"Why don't I ask Tolya to soothe you by reciting some poetry."
"There it is. So sharp, so acerbic. Better than any lullaby.”
― Leigh Bardugo, King of Scars

“A boy leans over me: ruddy hair, a broken nose. He reminds me of the too-clever fox, another one of Ana Kuya's stories, smart enough to get out of a one trap, but too foolish to realise he won't escape a second.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm