Bookshire Cat

“Dear fellow, he may rip the balls off anyone he sees fit,” Julius said. “Cry havoc, Cyprian, and consider me your dog of war.”
― K.J. Charles, A Gentleman's Position

“Right. Put Some coffee on while I think about this. I'm in dire need"
Merrick gave him a look. "You can't work the stove, can you?"
"I'm the eighth Earl Crane and the twelfth Viscount Fortunegate. I don't have to work the stove."
"Two extra names and you can't lift your arms any more. Bloody lucky they didn't make you a duke too or you'd forget how to brush your own teeth.”
― K.J. Charles, Flight of Magpies

“knocked on the door in a restrained, calm, steady fashion for about five minutes without stopping, until his knuckles were getting sore.”
― K.J. Charles, The Magpie Lord

“Guy stared at the words. “Broken leg,” he repeated. His voice sounded odd.
“I fear so, sir,” the servant said. “Sir Philip and Mr. Raven found Miss Frisby in a field, I understand.”
“But—is she all right?”
“No, sir. Her leg is broken.”
― K.J. Charles, Band Sinister