Eahrran

“She makes a good point," Andarna agrees. "Can you carry a luminary?"
"That question insults me."
"Can you carry a luminary while insulted?" she prods.
Tairn growls.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“You smell like shit and blood.” Her grandmother didn’t turn from her desk, and
Manon didn’t flinch at the insult. She was covered in both, actually.
It was thanks to Abraxos, the flower-loving worm, who had just watched
while she scaled one of the nearby cliffs and brought down a braying mountain
goat for him. “Brought down” was a more elegant phrase than what had actually
happened: she half froze to death as she waited for some goats to pass on their
treacherous climb, and then, when she’d finally ambushed one, she’d not only
rolled in its dung as she’d grappled with it but it had also dumped a fresh load on
her, right before it went tumbling out of her arms and broke its skull on the rocks
below.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

“In short, one of the deputies attacked you, and you were saved by a ruthless serial killer who gets off on being stabby,” Elise quips.”
― S.T. Abby, All the Lies

“Sharratum,” Jushur said softly.
Getting him to call me Kate in private was harder than convincing my
father that democracy was a valid form of government.”
― Ilona Andrews