Could he possibly believe a purple tunic over a butler- yellow shirt and scarlet pants became him.

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I never thought honor would feel like betrayal.

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So truth created the ultimate lie. Was this what the world was like for wizards? This thorny, gray tangle where right and wrong were so mixed there was no telling them apart?

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It isn't a matter of how long, or even how much you know. It's a way of looking at things, how much you see and how you think. I suppose it's, well, perspective. . . When you start seein' five sides to a four-sided object, that's when you get the gray robe.

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Coordinating the retreat was important too, so important that Jiaan had assigned Aram as Fasal's assistant, to be sure he didn't overlook anything important. Like the fact that they were supposed to retreat.

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Mots clés funny assignment retreating

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For better or worse, she was the lady Soraya. And the lady Soraya would never dream of missing the warm bulk of Casia's body between her and the hearth, or the comforting drone of Ludo's snores. Or the wry laughter of a slave... a slave, for Azura's sake! The lady Soraya needed no one.
The lady Soraya cried herself to sleep.

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Mots clés loneliness crying soraya

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And you are going to close the gates, because I told you to close the gates.

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Mots clés funny authority jiaan

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Fasal liked to fight; Jiaan was good at planning. Together, Jiaan thought sourly, they almost made a whole officer. And if you added Jiaan's eighteen years to Fasal's seventeen, you had someone old enough to command an army as well.

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Mots clés army young jiaan fasal officers

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He was between Edoran and the Falcon now, and Arisa pushed past the prince to stand with him. Weasel on the right and Arisa on the left. The image of the cards Arisa has laid out floated through his mind: the fool, with the storm protecting him and the hanged man guiding him true. No matter how powerful the sword and shield were supposed to be, Weasel and Arisa mattered more..."I do give them to you," he announced. "Of my free will. Because this is my sword." He laid a hand on Arisa's shoulder. "And Weasel is my shield. What you hold are only pieces of iron.

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Mots clés friendship sword matters shield

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With Weasel and Arisa at his side, anything was possible. Anything.

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Mots clés friendship friends possible

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