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Bemused, she stared down at the giant she had inadvertently felled with her crocheting. His left hand had landed upon her right breast, and his right hand was buried in her skirts.
“Aren’t you afraid?” she asked. “Fear stops life, not death,”
― A Tempest of Tea
― A Tempest of Tea
“She was meant for needlework and gossip, not pistols and blackmail.”
― A Tempest of Tea
― A Tempest of Tea
“Are you not having anything?" Laith was watching her as he piled two cubes of sugar into his cup and fed a third to his cat.
"I have very refined tastes," Arthie said.
"You're a snob, you mean."
"Better a snob than someone mistaking sugar for flavor," she replied.
A slow smirk curled the side of his mouth, and he made sure she was looking when he added a third cube into his cup, stirring it thoroughly before meeting her eyes and dropping in a fourth.
"Can't blame me for needing a way to work with something so bitter.”
― A Tempest of Tea
"I have very refined tastes," Arthie said.
"You're a snob, you mean."
"Better a snob than someone mistaking sugar for flavor," she replied.
A slow smirk curled the side of his mouth, and he made sure she was looking when he added a third cube into his cup, stirring it thoroughly before meeting her eyes and dropping in a fourth.
"Can't blame me for needing a way to work with something so bitter.”
― A Tempest of Tea
“Of course. What did I expect? Something befitting an all-powerful demon? No, of course not. I have razed battlefields and summoned storms and created wonders from magic alone, but she wants me to grow cabbages.”
― Where the Dark Stands Still
― Where the Dark Stands Still
“It was hard not to watch Arthie Casimir. The way she worked and schemed, at times as still as stone, other times as restless as a bee. For the most part, Arthie obscured her femininity. She was, after all, a girl in a
man’s world, but it snuck through every once in a while. When she turned a certain way. When she lit up at Jin’s words or countered Matteo’s provocations or slid a glance at Laith. When the waves of her hair caught
the light, illuminating the copper of her skin and making her gaze come
alive with mischief.”
― A Tempest of Tea
man’s world, but it snuck through every once in a while. When she turned a certain way. When she lit up at Jin’s words or countered Matteo’s provocations or slid a glance at Laith. When the waves of her hair caught
the light, illuminating the copper of her skin and making her gaze come
alive with mischief.”
― A Tempest of Tea
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