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After a while Katsa forgot about defiance. It became too difficult to imagine.
Raffin and Bann
boyfriends?
“You look like you’ve been in a fight,” he said, “for the first time in your life.”
“Katsa, do you never notice the noise you make when you burst into a room? No one flings doors open the way you do.”
“How will you answer Giddon when he asks you to marry him?” Po asked. “Will you accept?”
At least someone in Randa city can tell. Honestly Katsa.
“Is Giddon in love with me?” Raffin blinked, and Bann’s eyes widened. “He’s never spoken to me about it,” Raffin said. “But yes, I think anyone who knows him would say he’s in love with you.”
Hah! I love an oblivious main character!
Raffin and Bann clutched their stomachs and guffawed.
Boyfriends!!
Neither was involved.
Maybe...Po orchestrated the kidnapping so that he could bring his grandfather back and cement himself in the good graces of his family? Since he’s the youngest? He could be lying about not wanting the power. Why was he in Murgon that night? He could also have orchestrated it, knowing that the Council would try to save him, so that he could worm his way into Randa’s court and train with Katsa to learn her weaknesses so he could kill her.
“It does suggest Sunder, and Murgon,” Giddon said.
Or maybe it was Monsea and the sister to the king of Lienid has something to do with it. Or the king of Monsea.
“You’ll have to take my word, Lord Giddon. Neither my father nor my brothers nor my mother nor anyone else at the Lienid court was involved in the kidnapping.”
He didn’t say “I was not responsible for the kidnapping.” Only said he family wasn’t behind it. Fuck.
“You’re afraid of your own anger.”
He knew her opinions, sometimes, before she expressed them.
His grace is mind reading. Not fighting. He had to learn to be a good fighter to best his brothers, and just happened to be really good at it because he can tell what the next move is going to be.
Katsa didn’t think a person should thank her for not causing pain. Causing joy was worthy of thanks, and causing pain worthy of disgust. Causing neither was neither, it was nothing, and nothing didn’t warrant thanks.
A monster that refused, sometimes, to behave like a monster. When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?
“I’m not a mind reader,” he said. “I sense people.”
I WAS RIGHT
I sense the movement of your body, without seeing it. And more to the point, I feel the energy of your intentions toward me. I know every move you intend to make against me, before you make it.”
Hoooooo boyyyy
“I think,” she said, “if you always know what I feel about you, then you should always tell me what you’re feeling about me, as you feel it. Always.” “Hmm.” He glanced at her sideways. “I’m not wild about that idea.”
I STG Cashore if you’re toying with me I’ll never forgive you.
With Po, Katsa would be safe.
I really really hope he’s not a devious liar.
“I’m going to name my firstborn child after you.” Katsa laughed at that. “For the child’s sake, wait for a girl. Or even better, wait until all your children are older and give my name to whichever is the most troublesome and obstinate.”
“Still doing your best to ruin the horses, I see.” Katsa froze. The voice came from above rather than behind, and it didn’t quite sound like Skye. She turned. “I thought it was supposed to be impossible to sneak up on you. Eyes of a hawk and ears of a wolf and all that,” he said—and there, he was there,
YEET
