661 Quotes by Storm Constantine

When Almorante gets an idea, he pursues it until it’s brought to the ground.”“What idea?”“He wants to cultivate you. You are Caradorean, and a kinsman by marriage of the Caradorean who holds the emperor’s right hand.”“You mean Valraven? We are not close friends.”“Not anymore, no. That only makes you more valuable.

Gastern wants Valraven. Not in the sense Bayard does, but politically. Gastern is his father’s favorite, but he’s no fool. He knows that once Leonid goes, all hell will break loose. He’ll need close allies, then. No Caradorean has ever been as close to the emperor as Valraven. You are a spiky lot. You do your duty, but you’re always fighting the bit. Not Palindrake. He can be ridden without a bridle.

His voice was deep and hoarse as if he smoked zeg weed at every waking moment.

I have made a mission of you, Khaster. It is my pleasure to mend you.”“My lord, I…” Khaster’s mouth dried up. “Please don’t stand on formality. I want us to be friends. You should hold yourself in higher esteem. Others think well of you while you only hate yourself.

You’re here mainly because I hate to see waste. I like to create. I like to repair.

They’d always thought him to be prim and prudish, but had forgiven him these sins for his generosity, his good humor, and because that was the way of Magravandian bravos, his beauty.

It was in the Soak that the lethal drink, harm, was brewed, known as the Red Witch, the Blood Stealer. Harm was one of the primary reasons the highbreds went to the Soak. It could be purchased easily enough from the back cupboards of fashionable city taverns, but somehow consuming the stuff in the cradle of its creation was more decadent, more dangerous. Under its consciousness-altering effects, a young bravo could be robbed or even murdered by a sly Soak whore.

Do you want me, Rufus?” Khaster asked coldly. “If so, forget it. You needn’t bother showing concern for my well-being.

Perhaps a measure of Waters of Life to clear his senses.”“No,” snarled Khaster. “Give me the Witch.”“Khas…”“I’m all right. Give it to me.