Status Updates From Sorcery of Thorns

“God, Elisabeth, I’ve been doomed since the moment I watched you smack a fiend off my carriage with a crowbar. How could you not tell? Silas had been rolling his eyes at me for weeks.”

“I’m already with you, and it suits me perfectly well. You’re enough for me the way you are, Nathaniel Thorn. I want nothing more”

Oml they’re made for each other

I think I just had a heart attack fainted and a stroke all in the same chapter

“What a lovely cat you are? Are you a boy, or a girl?”
“He’s a boy,” Elizabeth said hastily, when Parsifal appeared to be about to duck his head and check. “His name is—er—it’s” —she gulped— “Sir Fluffington.”
Dangling from Parsifal’s hands, Silas gave her a look of extreme reproach “

This is the funniest shit I’ve ever read

“But finally, for the first time in weeks, she was free.”

My girllllll

“Elisabeth?” Nathaniel’s asked, and the sound of her name chased her into the dark.

HE SAID HER FIRST NAME

“Most people grow out of fairy stories. Why did you carry on believing, when the rest of the world did not?”
“What is the point of life if you don’t believe in anything?”

“You’re giving me my own tent?”
“Why, would you prefer to share one? I wouldn’t have expected it of you, Scrivener, but I suppose some species do bite each other as a prelude to courtship.”

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