Servant of the Empire (Riftwar Cycle: The Empire Trilogy, #2)

by Raymond E. Feist

But the memory remained, indelibly.

shouted Ayaki, for whom enthusiasm was measured in decibels.

Since nothing more could be done, he answered with cupped deliberation.

A wound was but a way to measure growth for a warrior. Life was pain and pain was life.

Keyoke’s eyes stared straight ahead, into the blazing net of healer’s spells. “I serve her, always, as a father does a daughter, for my heart knows her as the child I never had. Sezu I served for honor; his children I served out of love.”

I will hear your thoughts on all matters, even if my opinion lies contrary. You may suggest as you see fit until the moment I give orders. Then you will silently obey.

“My father believed you will become one of the most dangerous women in the history of the Empire. As a man who chose his enemies with great care, he clearly wished to have you as a friend.”

responsibility might bend him to reason.” From the doorway behind Keyoke, Kevin’s voice unexpectedly interrupted. “Never underestimate the human capacity for stupid, illogical, and petty behavior.”

“You are wise beyond your years, Lady Mara. I cannot pretend I am not disappointed. I can only admire your staunchness.” He tilted his head fractionally to one side. “Your rare strength makes you all the more to be cherished.”

“You always warned me that love was a tangle. I never understood until now just how much of one, and how many were the thorns.”