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“Ten.' His brows knitted. 'What?' 'Ten times, you've called me Poppy.' One side of his lips tipped up. The faintest trace of the dimple appeared. 'I like calling you that, but I like calling you Princess more.' 'Shocker.”

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From Blood and Ash

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“That will be intriguing.' He paused. 'And torturous since you'll be riding with me.' My heart skipped over itself as I looked over at him. 'And why is that intriguing? And torturous?' One side of his lips curved up. The dimple appeared. 'Besides the fact that it will allow me to keep a very close eye on you? Use your imagination, Princess.' My imagination didn't fail me then. 'That's inappropriate,' I told him. 'Is it?' He dipped his chin. 'You're not the Maiden out here. You're Poppy, unveiled and unburduned.”

“You're intriguing,' Hawke commented as Setti trotted ahead of Airrick. 'Intriguing is your favourite word,' I told him. 'It is when I'm around you.' I let myself grin because no one was watching, and I wanted to. 'Why am I intriguing now?' 'When are you not intriguing?' he said. 'You aren't afraid of Descenters or Craven, but you're shuddering like a wet kitten at the mere mention of a barrat.”

“You can't sleep beside me,' I hissed. 'I'm not.' With the edge of his blanket in hand, he draped it, along with his arm, over me. The heavy weight of his appendage settled at my waist, stunning me for a few precious moments. 'What do you call this, then?' 'I'm sleeping with you.' My eyes opened wide. 'How is that any different?' 'There's a huge difference.' His warm breath coasted over my cheek, causing my pulse to dip and then rise. I stared at the darkness, every part of my body focused on the feel of his arm around me. 'You can't sleep with me, Hawke.' 'And I can't have you freezing or getting sick. It's too dangerous to light a fire, and unless you'd rather I got someone else to sleep with you, there really aren't many other options.' 'I don't want anyone else to sleep with me.' 'I already knew that,' he replied, his tone both teasing and smug. Heat blasted my cheeks. 'I don't want anyone to sleep with me.”

“I should be asleep. So should you.' 'The sun will be up sooner than we realise, but you're not going to sleep anytime soon. You're as tense as a bowstring.' 'Well, sleeping on the hard, cold ground of the Blood Forest, waiting for a Craven to attempt to rip my throat out, or a barrat to eat my face isn't exactly soothing.' 'A Craven will not get to you. Neither will a barrat.' 'I know. I have my dagger under my bag.' 'Of course, you do.”

“When you listen to me, I think the stars will fall.' He followed me down so he spoke just above my ear. 'I wish I could capture this moment somehow.' 'Well, now I want to lift my head again.' 'Why am I not surprised?' The sweep of his touch drifted lower, now below my navel. 'But if you did, then you wouldn't find out what I have planned. And if I know anything about you, it's that you're curious.”

“The secret of seeing is, then the pearl of great price. If I thought he could teach me to find it and keep it forever I would stagger barefoot across a hundred deserts after any lunatic at all. But although the pearl may be found, it may not be sought. The literature of illumination reveals this above all: although it comes to those who wait for it, it is always, even to the most practiced and adept, a gift and a total surprise. I return from one walk knowing where the killdeer nests in the field by the creek and the hour the laurel blooms. I return form the same walk a day later scarcely knowing my own name. Litanies hum in my ears; my tongue flaps in my mouth. Ailinon, alleluia!”