Vow of Thieves (Dance of Thieves, #2)

by Mary E. Pearson

Glints of autumn slivered through the trees, shaking the few sparse leaves with one last quiver as if saying good-bye.

His pupils had grown to onyx moons.

I like this line

Lydia and Nash continued to argue, but when the guards became bored and stepped away, Lydia managed to whisper to me, “I’m sorry.”

MY SHELIAAAAA

Kaden, the Keep of Venda

KADENNNNNNNN

“Do you really believe in such a thing?” Yes, you backstabbing asshole, though I would never expect you to experience anything true.

“Or what, Jase? What are you going to do? I am your brother!” My chest heaved. “And Kazi is my wife!”

OH YEAHHHHHH

“You have a problem with a Vendan marriage, beetle brain?”

clocked hin

“I lied to you,” he whispered. “I did kill my father. And it was the most satisfying thing I have ever done—until now. Watching you hang today will eclipse that.”

PLOT TWIST WHAT

Kaden swung down from his horse, then helped Pauline down from hers.

I LOVE KADEN

If the Keep’s smiles were singular, so were the queen’s hugs. You felt them all the way into your bones. She raised a discerning brow and nodded toward Jase. “You keeping him in line?”

STOP IT RN I LOVE HER

“And of course, we miss the tavern too. It’s where it all started.”

stop it rn