Paladin of Souls (World of the Five Gods, #2)

by Lois McMaster Bujold

The concatenation of the uncanny beginning to ...

Simile

I must move. I cannot be still. Where? Why?

the tabards of the princedom of Jokona.

Now it was a race, and they were not fitted for it.

Simile

how in five gods’ names had it appeared from the south of them, so unheralded?—

Question

“Hide you in that one, then, till they all pass over you.” Foix—Foix was in hideous danger if taken, too, if the Quadrenes should learn of his demon affliction. They might well take him for a sorcerer and burn him alive.

Right you are!

Is that her own horse? Question

Yes, fly, girl. You don’t even have to outride the Jokonans, as long as you can outride us . .

If captured, should she maintain her incognito?

The bags floated away, bumping on the rocks, sinking slowly out of sight. Ista briefly regretted the divine’s books, and their purses of money—but not their damning correspondence and other signs of identity.

What they were seemed plain enough.

Sometimes the game was played by elaborate rules of etiquette, with businesslike arrangements for ransoms mixed with bizarre contests of honor.

Sometimes there were no rules, and it was no game, and honor dissolved in sweaty, screaming, bloody horrors.

men of greater discipline bent on some larger mission.

“You will better defend me alive with your wits and self-control, Ferda!”

Lady, in this Your season of strength, cast a cloak of protection over these Your loyal servants.

Haha

Look, my lords, look! Charts of Chalion! Now we are not lost!

most of them led extra horses with empty saddles, sometimes three or four in a string.

Many men dead.

Foix would surely have moved the divine and himself to better cover.

If Foix was as quietly sly on his feet as he was with his tongue—if the bear-demon had not put his mind in too much disarray—if the Jokonans had not simply slain them and left their bodies by the roadside

These Jokonans were not men moving to some secret attack. They were fleeing a defeat, by every sign, or s...

Haha creeps.

She indicated he should take it to Ferda and his troop, and he did.

fellow prisoners, tied to horses as she was.

Rauma, in Ibra.”

“Their greed bought me some consideration,

Question - would a rape woman not be ransomed for as much?

Prince Sordso of Jokona

these men might have been an intentional sacrifice without even knowing it

Hah - the Liss is something!

Prudence and discipline still held, if tenuously, for they left the hamlet standing behind them, with no rising column of black smoke, visible for miles, to mark their passing.

Nice sentence

Haha

ghost

Her son Teidez had died of an infected wound.

Chancellor dy Cazaril, in Cardegoss.

whether her pilgrimage is the result of some god-driven impulse, as you feared after your long prayers in Cardegoss, I still cannot tell.

Royina Iselle’s infamous mad mother,

the Quadrene four-point sign of blessing,

Haha

“Blasphemous Quintarian.”

Hah@

This put paid

A nice old-fashioned expression,

ninety-two men.

Haha

Tolnoxo

let the Jokonans expend their energy transporting themselves to a battlefield picked by their enemies.