Rhythm of War (The Stormlight Archive, #4)

by Brandon Sanderson

Each robe was embroidered with the Double Eye of the Almighty, and Shallan had a fleeting thought, wondering at the seamstress they’d hired to do all this work. What had they told her? “Yes, we want twenty identical, mysterious robes, sewn with ancient arcane symbols. They’re for … parties.”

Wait but this is such a good question!

The fool woman will have to get through Cultivation’s Perpendicularity first, so I won’t hold my Breaths waiting for her to arrive.”

Warbreaker reference!

“I’ve come,” Adolin said, “to face your judgment. You’ve named us murderers, traitors. I reject this, and vow to prove it. Take me, as a representative of the Kholin house and the new government of Urithiru. I am a highprince of Alethkar and the son of the Bondsmith. I will stand in the place of those humans whom you say betrayed you. You wish to reject us because of what they did? Prove, through judgment, that I deserve this treatment.”

Bold strategy! I like it

How would the country function without a proper monarch? The Alethi weren’t like these persnickety Azish. The Alethi liked real leaders, soldiers who were accustomed to making decisions. A country was like an army. Someone strong needed to be in charge. And barring that, someone decisive needed to be in charge.

Interesting commentary on ruling styles

When good men disobeyed, it was time to look at your orders.

Those had been all song, and no crescendo, unfortunately—

An appropriate idiom for a listener

It is time. “This trial is not ruined,” Formless said to Adolin.

Formless Has arrived!!!!