We Hunt the Flame (Sands of Arawiya, #1)

by Hafsah Faizal

I will show him what a woman can do. She startled herself with that thought, rough and angry. Because conquering the Arz wasn’t enough. Now she was going to Sharr.

“Oh, laa. I’m not here to be ordered around. I am daama tired of you and your beloved general telling me what to do, where to go, when to move. Your threats mean nothing to me.” She stepped closer and he pulled back, regretting it instantly. “If you want me obedient, Prince, kill me and carry my corpse.”

In this moment, we are two souls, marooned.

I think this may be my favourite quote of all times.