The Ragpicker King (The Chronicles of Castellane, #2)

by Cassandra Clare

He kept his silence and his counsel, telling himself that it was all for Conor’s own good. That Conor would know the truth someday and forgive him for the betrayal.

All That Is Good Comes from the Gods. All That Is Evil Comes from Men.

You stand upon the threshold of history, Sword Catcher. For this is the beginning of the fall of House Aurelian.

“Get a message to Artal Gremont. Tell him that the Princess of Malgasi, heir to the Belmany throne, has arrived in his city. That should bring him running.”

It had never really come up before Jerrod had gone to work for the Ragpicker King and offered to teach any of his current team—Kel, Merren Asper, and Kang Ji-An—his Crawling skills.

“There are giraffe fights in the Arena?” said Merren, eyes wide. “I love giraffes. They always look surprised to be up so high.”

What you will soon discover about being a leader, Goddess, is that you are only a vessel for your people’s hopes and fears, their dreams and desperations. What you want does not matter.”

“Hollazekyer di niellem pu nag,”

‘They are trying to prevent me from becoming what I am.’ ”