Ran

“He gave his father a gentle shove. “Up the stairs.”
“Jesper?” said a voice from beneath the nearest table. A pretty blonde girl looked up from where she was crouched on the floor.
“Madeleine?” Jesper said. “Madeleine Michaud?”
“You said we’d have breakfast!”
“I had to go to Fjerda.”
“Fjerda?”
Jesper headed up the stairs after Wylan, then poked his head back into the reading room. “If I live, I’ll buy you waffles.”
“You don’t have enough money to buy her waffles,” Wylan grumbled.
“Be quiet. We’re in a library.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“Are you ready for this?"
Inej couldn't deny they were intimidating. "No matter the height of the mountain, the climbing is the same."
"That's not technically true. You need ropes, picks—"
"Don't be a Matthias."
Nina covered her mouth in horror. "I'm going to eat twice as much cake to make up for it.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“His knuckles brushed against her skin and lightning cracked through him, left him paralyzed, rooted to the earth. His heart should not be making that sound.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“He nodded to her right forearm, not trusting himself to speak. His gloves lay on the other side of the basin, black against the gold-veined marble. They looked like dead animals. He focused on the shears, cold metal in his hands, nothing like skin. He could not do this if his hands were shaking. I can best this, he told himself.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom