Sea Dragon Heir Quotes

“How many personalities resided in a single body? Was it possible all aspects of a person could be real?”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Fey little maid. So lonely, and yet not.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Don’t think me a mouse, she thought, or even a little wren. I will discover for myself what kind of animal I am.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Girls sprawled on the floor and across the couches. A sickly scent of plundered fruit flesh filled the humid air. Wine had been drink and spilled; goblets stood upon the table and lay upon the floor. Young faces were flushed with pleasure and a vicarious excitement. Gowns were rumpled and stained, slippers cast off. The fire burned loudly and fiercely. Wood cracked in the flames. There was little other light, for the candles had burned nearly all away.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“He had a secret life of which she knew nothing.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Any man worth my love lives only in storybooks.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“She seemed to become more aloof, almost secretive. At times, her eyes would shine with a private passion. She would gaze off into the distance and her lips would drop open, very slightly.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“I look at you, and I’m unsure what I see. Your image seems to flicker and waver, as if you are a hundred different women. My opinion of you changes constantly. Are you a fey and imaginative creature, or a bitter, jaded woman? Are you full of joy or resentment? It seems as if all these things might be true.”

“The same could be said for Pharinet. I’m not more complex than anyone else.”

“But you are your father’s daughter, and that inescapable heritage gives you a certain something, which smells deliciously of danger. I feel there’s something indestructible within you, and it is as cold as Valraven.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“There have been many empires. None last forever.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“They call him the hand of fire, the eye of the emperor. It is said that as he slays in your father’s name, so your father witnesses the event. Valraven pledged himself to the fire. Yes, I know what he is, Varencienne. A traitor to his land, his gods.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Ghosts only lived in the past, caught up in their melodramas, reliving and reliving them. Selish they were, selfish and blind.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“The past is not all gilded memories of summer, Merlan. If some aspects of it are uncomfortable, it doesn’t mean they shouldn’t be confronted.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“The gods of Mewt are still very much alive, and not even the emperor would deign to destroy them.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“I was married off without realizing what that entailed, but found myself in a a fairy tale. This land is beautiful, as if I dreamed it up in my head.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“The sight of this place was overpowering, simply because it was abandoned. It had not been just a noble family who had lived here, but a dynasty of great rulers. The Palindrakes had been reduced horribly.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Wind blew strongly off the sea and seemed filled with whispering voices.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“How quaint my imagination has been, she thought. Foy killed it. She showed me too much and destroyed my capacity to dream.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“She has a belief in herself that creates an area of safety.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“She was finding it increasingly difficult to dispel the illusion she was speaking to Khaster. Merlan was someone else; she must be careful.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Men were worshipped in Caradore.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Close to, he looked uncannily like the portrait of Khaster that hung in the long gallery. But the resemblance was only physical, Varencienne felt. Merlan was neither melancholy nor despairing, but quite the opposite. There was also a certain slyness to his expression. Light brown hair fell over his face, which was corded with muscle as if his features were in constant motion. Varencienne had heard all the stories about Merlan; he now held quite a prestigious position as assistant to the governor of Mewt. He was not a soldier but an administrator, safe from combat. His skin had been tanned to dark brown by the hot sun of Mewt, and gold highlights shone in his hair. He wore gold Mewtish earrings in his ears, hoops wound with tiny enameled snakes.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“A young man had come into the garden. Not dead, then, but returned. A sense of recognition flooded through her, she felt her flesh grow hot. It was Khaster. She nearly choked, but after only a moment, she realized it was someone who looked like him, who’d stolen his brother’s face.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Varencienne knew she herself has the potential to be a passionate creature, but there was no one in Caradore to ignite her feelings. The closest she came to it was when she thought of Khaster Leckery. Even now, she liked to walk in the long gallery in Norgance, savoring the moment when she could pause before the portrait. Khaster inhabited her fantasies, but even if he wasn’t dead, he might as well be. The situation was entirely to Varencienne’s liking. Ghosts could be whatever she waited them to be, whereas real men were problematic. They had to control and demand.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“I felt her presence within me, yet part of me knows the desire was utterly mine, the selishness, the heartlessness, the lack of care. Jia smelled it out perhaps and attached herself to it, but I will not blame an elemental force for what took control of me that night. It would be too convenient.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Do not love him, for his ice will extinguish your fire.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“Do not make the mistake I made of thinking we have mystery over the elements of Caradore. What came into me on that fateful day we tried to wake the dragons was feeling intense beyond endurance. That is that nature of water. And the cost of my actions was the I lost he who I loved above all. Bitterness turned that feeling to hate, but I am not deceived. The ghost of what could have been haunts my heart. Do not think you can reach him, because you can’t.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“If I talked of Valraven Palindrake disparagingly before you went to Caradore as his bride, it was the voice of my pain.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“The Palindrakes and I should have come together in perfect balance; physically, mentally and spiritually. The Dragon Daughters perverted that. They hate living beings, but also envy us. Their cold forms crave our heat. Their passionless hearts hunger for the sensation of emotion. But they are like careless children with these things, which are toys to them. They do not realize how fragile human feeling is, and once they have broken it, they cast it aside.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“The Leckerys are not fit consorts for people such as the Palindrakes, whereas we of the Malagash dynasty eminently are.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir

“He seemed to me a fascinating mass of contradictions. His calm nature spoke to me of an inner strength, yet at times he was vulnerable and afraid. He learned to fight, and then I saw in him a mindless savagery that seemed at odds with his innate nobility. I love, he was passionate and demanding, while also possessing the capacity for an isolating coldness.”
― Storm Constantine, Sea Dragon Heir