Христина Михайлова

“Deryn had been there every step of the way.
“We are connected, aren’t we?”
“Aye,” she said, still chewing. “And for us to meet at all, I had to pretend to be a boy. Fancy that.”
“Barking destiny,” Bovril said, then burped.
Alek put his hands up in surrender. There were worse things than being connected to Deryn Sharp. In fact, the simple fact that she was smiling sent a wave of relief through him—she was his ally again, his friend. Providence seemed to be saying that she always would be.
All at once a fist around his heart loosened its grip.
“It was awful, being at war with you.”
Deryn laughed. “I missed you, too, daft prince.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Goliath

“He shook with another sob, sinking to one knee and realizing that the survival of that one ship – one girl, really – had been for a moment more important than the war itself, or a city’s millions. Then the wind shifted, and Alek breathed in the burnt-meat smells that filled the room behind him.
Important enough for him to kill a man, it seemed.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Goliath

“Deryn was quite astounding, really, and entirely worth throwing away an empire for.”
― Scott Westerfeld, The Leviathan Trilogy

“I would have killed him to save the Leviathan. To save you.” He put his hands on her shoulders. “It was the only thing in my mind, when it came time to choose – that I couldn’t lose you. That’s when I knew.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Goliath