Sage," he said. "What are you wearing?"
I sighed and stared down at the dress. "I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it."
"Funny," he said. "I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.

“I’d seen weirder things than a haunted shoe, but not many.”

“Iʹve seen you too. Ozera. Crispin, right?ʺʺChristian,ʺ corrected Lissa.ʺRight.ʺ…”

“Don't touch her," he growled.There was a note in his voice that would of scared…”

“I always love seeing what worries you. Strigoi? No. Questionable food? Yes.”