After a long moment Laurent said, with painful honesty, "I...find it difficult to let go of control."
"No kidding," said Damen.
Stichwörter: control-freaks m-m-romance
Is there anyone at this court who isn't my enemy?"
"Not if I can help it," Laurent said.
Stichwörter: m-m-romance political-intrigue
Then, in the spirit of benevolence, "Your face is well balanced." She slapped him encouragingly on the back, "You have very long eyelashes. Like a cow.
C.S. PacatStichwörter: fantasy flattery m-m-romance eyelashes
Let him come to Charcy, with his hithertos and his wherefores, and there he will find me, and with all the might of my kingdom I will scourge him from the field.
"And if you want a personal message," said Laurent, "You can tell my uncle boykiller that he can cut the head off every child from here to the capital. It won't make him into a king, it will simply mean he has no one left to fuck.
Stichwörter: captive-prince
I like writing that is restrained and invisible. I don't mean that I like things to be simple and easy to decode, the opposite. I like writers who deal with ambiguities, biased viewpoint and subjective truth; I like the writing to be clean but everything behind the writing to be complex. I like to feel that there are things going on in the spaces and behind the lines.
C.S. Pacat(Dorothy) Dunnett is the master of the invisible, particularly in her later books. Where is this tension coming from? Why is this scene so agonizing? Why is this scene so emotional? Tension and emotion pervade the books, sometimes almost unbearably, yet when you look at the writing, at the actual words, there's nothing to show that the scene is emotional at all. I think it is because Dunnett layers her novels, meaning that each event is informed by what has come before (and what came before that, and what came before that) but Dunnett doesn't signpost in the text that this is happening, leaving it to the reader to bring the relevant information to the table
C.S. PacatStichwörter: tension writing-process dorothy-dunnett
Damen watched as alone, unattended, Laurent had left his own banquet to find him, to follow him here, up the worn steps out onto the battlements. Laurent fitted himself next to him, a comfortable, unobtrusive presence that took up room in Damen's chest. They stood on the edge of the fort they had won together.
C.S. PacatI should make you watch, said Laurent, while he's stripped down for every man in the troop to have him."
Damen stepped forward. "You don't mean this. You need him as a hostage."
"I don't need him continent," said Laurent.
Stichwörter: lvm-laurent-vicious-mouth
You can tell my uncle boykiller that he can cut the head off every child from here to the capital. It won't make him into a king, it will simply mean he has no one left to fuck.
C.S. PacatStichwörter: lvm-laurent-vicious-mouth
When laced into his clothing, Laurent's dangerous grace lent him an almost androgynous quality. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that it was rare to associate Laurent with a physical body at all: you were always dealing with a mind.
C.S. PacatStichwörter: captive-prince laurent
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