The Price of Valour Quotes

“Three men can keep a secret only once two of them are at the bottom of the river.”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valor

“But there was never any arguing with Janus, least of all from the other end of a flik-flik line.”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valor

“Is that what love is supposed to look like? Wanting the best for another person, regardless of what it means for yourself?”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valor

“They both offered Winter crisp salutes, but the expression on their faces made her uncomfortable. It was the look of Women meeting a legend. When did I become a legend?”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valour

“Raesinia wondered if Maurisk, in the barricaded offices of the Hotel Ancerre, repeated it to himself. Janus is coming.”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valor

“He noticed—it was impossible not to notice—that Raesinia was wearing a sheer silk nightgown that did little or nothing to hide the shape of the figure beneath it. A woman’s figure, Marcus had to admit. The queen’s diminutive height made it easy to forget that she’d passed her twentieth year.”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valour

“But Marcus had refused to be persuaded. His naïveté can be sweet, when it’s not so annoying.”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valor

“Why do you continue your... charade? Your current position would seem to be a good one for revealing the truth'.
'A few people know, sir. Bobby, Jane, some of the Leatherbacks. For the rest... it just seems easier to keep things as they are.' Winter thought of Novus and his tirade. 'It would be one thing if I had just joined up, but it's been so long. People might be upset that they'd been fooled. And...'
Janus raised an eyebrow. Winter hesitated.
'It's all right for the Girl's Own,' she said. 'They joined up because Vordan needs them, and when the war's over they'll go home. I... I haven't anywhere to go.' She tugged the collar of her uniform. 'This is who I am now, for better or worse. This is my home. After the war, maybe it will be all right for a woman to keep this on, but... maybe not.'
Winter found her throat getting thick. She'd never put it that way before, never even thought it so bluntly. This is my home.”
― Django Wexler, The Price of Valour