Sara

“They are surely gods who speak to him
With steady voices
A glance from him drives men to their
knees
His sigh brings cities to ruin
I wonder if he dreams of surrender
On a bed of white flowers
Or is that the mistaken hope
Of every would-be conqueror?
The world was not made for beauty like
his.”
― S.U. Pacat, Captive Prince

“He wasn't sure how it would be, but
when Laurent saw who was beside him,
he smiled, the expression a
little shy but completely genuine.
Damen, who hadn't been expecting it,
felt the single painful beat of his heart.
He'd never thought Laurent could look
like that at anyone.”
― S.U. Pacat, Captive Prince

“She was intelligent, accomplished, beautiful. She was everything I could have asked for in a woman. But she was a king maker. She wanted power. She must have thought her only path to the throne was through Kastor.'

'My honourable barbarian. I wouldn't have picked that as your type.'

'Type?'

'A pretty face, a devious mind and a ruthless nature.”
― S.U. Pacat, Captive Prince

“Damen said, 'Men, sometimes.'
'In the absence of women?'
'When I want them.'
'If I'd known that, I might have felt a frisson of danger, lying next to you.'
'You did know that,' said Damen”
― C.S. Pacat, Captive Prince