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“Now you’re lying, Dandelion.’ ‘Not lying, just embellishing, and there’s a difference.”
― Sword of Destiny
― Sword of Destiny
“Well, do you still make that marvelous wine? The pale red one, with a hint of nuts? I’ve boasted about it all the way here.”
“There was a vineyard once, up on the slope of the Horn Ridge,” Persephone said. “But it was lost to drought decades ago.”
Nyphron scowled. “Doesn’t anything in this place last?”
“Hardship,” Persephone replied. “We always have an abundance of that.”
The god looked directly at her. Their eyes met and he smiled. With a nod, he replied, “Well… at least you have that.”
― Age of Myth
“There was a vineyard once, up on the slope of the Horn Ridge,” Persephone said. “But it was lost to drought decades ago.”
Nyphron scowled. “Doesn’t anything in this place last?”
“Hardship,” Persephone replied. “We always have an abundance of that.”
The god looked directly at her. Their eyes met and he smiled. With a nod, he replied, “Well… at least you have that.”
― Age of Myth
“How are you speaking?” Gryndal asked.
“With my mouth,” she said. “Does everyone play that game?”
― Age of Myth
“With my mouth,” she said. “Does everyone play that game?”
― Age of Myth
“I thought I was choosing the lesser evil. I chose the lesser evil. Lesser evil! I’m Geralt! Witcher…I’m the Butcher of Blaviken—”
― The Last Wish
― The Last Wish
“I’m Tekchin,” he said, exchanging an empty gourd for a full one. “The handsomest and most skilled of the Galantians.”
This brought an immediate and loud moan from the other Fhrey.
“That scar suggests otherwise,” Moya replied. “On both counts.”
More laughter, louder this time.
“Pretty and smart,” Tekchin said to the others in Fhrey.
Persephone was thankful Moya couldn’t understand their language. A comment like that would have been tantamount to putting torch to tinder.
“This?” Tekchin returned to Rhunic and touched his cheek. “Naw, this is a beauty mark given to me by a special friend. He’s dead now, of course, but he was a gifted opponent and aiming for my throat. I can assure you it proves my skill. So what’s your name, or shall I call you Doe-Eyes?”
“Doe-Eyes? Seriously?” Moya rolled her same-said eyes in disbelief. “I would have expected something less sappy from a god. My name is Moya. Call me anything else and you’ll receive a second beauty mark.”
Tekchin struggled but failed to resist smiling. Behind him, the rest of the Fhrey laughed once more.
“God, eh?” Tekchin said.
“Don’t get too excited. Apparently it’s only a rumor.”
“I like you, Moya.”
“Most people do,” she replied.”
― Age of Myth
This brought an immediate and loud moan from the other Fhrey.
“That scar suggests otherwise,” Moya replied. “On both counts.”
More laughter, louder this time.
“Pretty and smart,” Tekchin said to the others in Fhrey.
Persephone was thankful Moya couldn’t understand their language. A comment like that would have been tantamount to putting torch to tinder.
“This?” Tekchin returned to Rhunic and touched his cheek. “Naw, this is a beauty mark given to me by a special friend. He’s dead now, of course, but he was a gifted opponent and aiming for my throat. I can assure you it proves my skill. So what’s your name, or shall I call you Doe-Eyes?”
“Doe-Eyes? Seriously?” Moya rolled her same-said eyes in disbelief. “I would have expected something less sappy from a god. My name is Moya. Call me anything else and you’ll receive a second beauty mark.”
Tekchin struggled but failed to resist smiling. Behind him, the rest of the Fhrey laughed once more.
“God, eh?” Tekchin said.
“Don’t get too excited. Apparently it’s only a rumor.”
“I like you, Moya.”
“Most people do,” she replied.”
― Age of Myth
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