“Are you badly hurt?" "Hideously," said the king, without sounding injured at all. "I am disemboweled. My insides may in an instant become my outsides as I stand here before you.” MaySaidHurtKingsInstantInjuredAttoliaKing Of Attolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“Then come out," said the king, helping him, "knowing you'll never die of a fall unless the god himself drops you.” SaidHelpingDiesFallKnowingKingsAttoliaKing Of Attolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“Her queen danced like a flame in the wind, and the mercurial king like the weight at the center of the earth.” EarthWindKingsWeightQueensFlamesAttoliaKing Of Attolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“Why did you come if not to murder my king?" "I came to steal his magus." "You can't," said the magus in question. "I can steal anything," Eugenides corrected him, "even with one hand.” IfsSaidI CanHandsKingsMurderStealingAttoliaKing Of Attolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“I was listening," the king said, aggrieved. "I closed my eyes to listen better." "What did you hear?" "I'm not sure," he said." That's why I was listening so closely. I may have to ask the baron to repeat some parts of his report on his grain tax." "I am sure you can arrange an appointment." "I am sure I can too.” MaySaidI CanEyeAsksListeningKingsTaxesNot SureRepeatsReportsGrainAppointmentsAttolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“That is ridiculous," she said. The king agreed. "Like falling in love with a landslide. Only you could fail to notice.” SaidFallFailingKingsFalling In LoveRidiculousAttoliaLandslides Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“The king lifted a hand to her cheek and kissed her. It was not a kiss between strangers, not even a kiss between a bride and groom. It was a kiss between a man and his wife, and when it was over, the king closed his eyes and rested his forehead in the hollow of the queen's shoulder, like a man seeking respite, like a man reaching home at the end of the day.” MenEndsHomeHandsEyeWifeKingsKissingSeekingStrangerShouldersQueensHis EyesReachingThe End Of The DayCheeksHollowBridesForeheadsRespiteAttoliaBride And GroomKing Of Attolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“My beautiful queen. Your entire court is staring at you, and I can't blame them." They were, too. The queen turned to look. Her glance swept through the crowd like a reaping sickle through grain. Mouths slammed shut on every side. There was a scuffling sound as the people in the back shifted, trying to screen themselves from view. The queen looked back at the king, who was broadly smiling.” PeopleTryingLooksI CanBeautifulSoundSidesViewsKingsMouthsBlameCourtCrowdsScreensStaringQueensGrainGlancesAttoliaStaring At You Author:Megan Whalen Turner