Royal Assassin (Farseer Trilogy, #2)
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I wince to think of the price willingly paid for loving me.
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She never suspected I was the Bastard, the unacknowledged son who had toppled Prince Chivalry from his place in the line of succession. That alone was a big enough secret. Of my magics and my other profession, she knew nothing. Maybe that was why I could love her. It was certainly why I lost her.
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I’m alive and well; I just look like a corpse.’
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The Skill can be a soft whisper in a man’s ear. It doesn’t have to be a shout of command.’
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‘I dreamed of you. While I was gone.’
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Do you know how easy it is, Fitz, to follow a man you believe in?’
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Molly was waiting for me in my dreams, and the only peace I knew.
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Cold nose against my cheek. I opened my eyes. He sat beside me, regarding me. Cub. Nighteyes, he corrected me. My mother named me Nighteyes. I was the last of my litter to get my eyes open.
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You saved my life, yesterday. You saved me from a death in a cage. I think that I had been alone so long, I had forgotten what it meant to have a friend.
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I looked at Molly again and something inside me gave way. It took me four steps to cross the room to her. I knelt beside her chair and as she drew back from me, I seized her hand and carried it to my lips.
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Molly had turned her face aside from me. I held her hand and spoke quietly. ‘I cannot go on like this any more. No matter how foolish, no matter how dangerous, no matter what any other may think. I cannot be always apart from you.’
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‘What would your father say to me?’ he wondered aloud as I turned wearily away from him. ‘I don’t know,’ I told him bluntly. ‘I never knew him. Only you.’ ‘FitzChivalry.’ I turned back to him. Burrich met my eyes as he spoke. ‘I don’t know what he’d say to me. But I know I can say this for him, to you. I’m proud of you. It’s not the kind of work a man does that says he can be proud or not. It’s how he does it. Be proud of yourself.’
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‘Is it peace to lie awake and wonder who will die next, where will they attack next year? That is not peace. That is a torture.
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At a certain bend in the path, overshadowed by trees, I caught up to her. She gasped as I light-footed up behind her, to lift and swing her suddenly in my arms. I landed her on her feet and kissed her soundly. Why it felt so different to kiss her out of doors and under the bright sun, I cannot say. I only know all my troubles suddenly fell from me.
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‘Molly, they would have to kill me to keep me from you,’
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She dresses so just to come to speak to me? She dresses so to … attract you. How could a man so astute at reading men be so ignorant of women?
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Well, have a cup of tea. It does wonders to soothe the nerves. Fool, pour my boy a cup of tea.’
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‘A man can die of failure, Fitz. Do you know that? Once, I told you, the fight isn’t over until you’ve won.
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‘Who’s dying?’ he asked. ‘All of us. One day at a time, we’re all dying. Did no one ever tell you that?
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King Shrewd’s company more congenial than that of other fools, he flung the teapot at me. Put Wallace in a fair bit of a huff, for he had just brewed up as nasty a mess of herb tea as would make one long for the perfume of farts.’
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Fear warred with triumph in me. I had Skilled. We had been spied upon. But I had Skilled, alone and unaided!
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I met Celerity’s eyes. She had no doubts. If I had never known Molly, I would have found her beautiful. But when I looked at her, all I could see was who she was not. I had no heart left to give to any woman, let alone at a time like this.
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Morning comes. I know. I do not wish to think of it. Morning, when dreams must end and reality be endured.