To Shape a Dragon's Breath (Nampeshiweisit #1)

by Moniquill Blackgoose

Anglishmen liked straight lines and sharp corners. They built square houses and square fields and square tools. They’d probably have built square boats, if they could have made them float that way.

“She struck me,” Ivar replied stubbornly. “A man who gives egregious offense to a lady should expect to be slapped, Mr. Stafn.”