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And that was the sort of thing that gets a girl burned at the stake.
He didn’t believe in educating women, and Isobelle didn’t believe in dealing with boring men, so they’d avoided each other by mutual agreement.
but no woman would masquerade as a knight in shining armor without a spark of romance and imagination in her soul.
“Is it such a reprehensible thing to want something more than the least terrible option? To choose my own fate instead of being parceled off to someone like property?”
Olivia says you should always have at least one emergency exit, and nobody ever expects a lady to rappel off a balcony.”
Oh god. Give me a dozen armored men on horseback over this.
Gwen was feeling rather lucky that she was able to drown out her feelings by hitting things.
At home she might be a deer trying to hide among goats, but here she was a deer trying to hide in a pack of ravenous wolves.
“How do you clear your mind? I find mine spins on and on—as if I’m on a badly trained horse, and the harder I try to control it, the more it rebels.”
I cannot stop all the horses that wish to gallop through my mind. I simply guide them.
“Sometimes I think most mortification is just envy in disguise.”
In that moment, Isobelle could quite cheerfully have fed that huge boy to a dragon, and offered the beast his hat for dessert.
“But I still carry that shame they gave me, because once you accept a thing as yours, it is difficult to cast off again. It is hard, once you have opened a door, to close it once more.”
Even if by no one else but us, you will be seen. You will remember who you are.”
But how could I want such a gray and cloudy day of a life now I’ve seen a rainbow?
“And that was just with a handkerchief! Wait until you see what magic my girl can work with a scarf!”
“That ship has sailed,” she agreed, though she let him go. “And is far over the horizon, probably turned pirate and raiding the nearest village,”
“They’ll kill anyone who tries to upset the order of things.”
Either I stand between you and all of them, or I’m not really standing at all.”
“Tomorrow,” she said, and though it was only one word, there were whole ballads in it, questions and answers, hopes and fears.
And she was so much more than a knight. She was a hero.
