The Priory of the Orange Tree (The Roots of Chaos, #1)

by Samantha Shannon

you witless cabbage.”

“If it rouses you from that bed, I would gladly dance upon the pyre.”

“I see you. I know what you want, and it has nothing to do with your cock.

Lady Annes soon began to counsel her daughter about her wedding night (“You must expect to be disappointed, darling, for the act often falls woefully short of the promise”).