Siege and Storm (The Shadow and Bone Trilogy, #2)

by Leigh Bardugo

Here, even the beggars wore shoes.

“Do they like eunuchs, too? Because I can arrange that.”

“Do you take anything seriously?” “Not if I can help it. Makes life so tedious.”

“You’ll have it,” he replied. “On my word as a liar and cutthroat.”

He was cocky and brash, and always used ten words when two would do,

“Of course I’m jealous. I thought I was going to get to punch him. That isn’t the point.”

“Do I get to wear a fancy hat?” “The fanciest,” I said. “And possibly a cape.” “Will there be plumes?” “Oh, yes. Several.” “Then I’m in.”

“Oh, and the easiest way to make someone furious is to tell her to calm down.” I didn’t know whether to laugh or throw my shoe at him.

“Understatement is overrated,”

“Fearless is other word for stupid.”