Niclays Roos személy
Idézetek
And he realized.
He wanted to feel the sun on his face. He wanted to read books and walk through the cobbled streets of Brygstad. He wanted to listen to music, to visit museums and art galleries and theatres, to marvel at the beauty of human creation. He wanted to travel to the South and the North and drink in all they had to offer. He wanted to laugh again.
He wanted to live.
668. oldal
Victory had never tasted so much like ashes.
755. oldal
‘I know you are mocking me, sir,’ he said, ‘but you must not mock my lady. She is someone for whom I would die a thousand times, whose name I cannot tell. Someone who is the light in my life, the breath in my breast, the sun to my—’
‘Yes, all right, that’s quite sufficient.’
…
‘Your lady must be of a low station if you had to marry her in secret,’ Niclays mused.
‘No! My lady is noble-born. She is as sweet as the richest honey, as beautiful as an autumn fore—’
‘Saint, enough. You’re giving me a headache.’
Five
‘Cure a few more pirates and you might get it cooked. And somewhere a little more hospitable to sleep.’
‘You realise I’m more likely to kill one of them. I have a degree in anatomy, but a master surgeon I am not.’
‘I suggest you keep pretending otherwise.’
Thirty-Five
‘Before I was taken hostage by pirates, I owned a brothel in Xothu. I know more about people than they know themselves. I know women. I know men, too, from their minds to their cocks. And I know how to judge them almost on sight.’
Niclays swallowed.
‘If we could leave the cocks out of this.’ He offered a strained grin. ‘Old as it is, I am still attached to mine.’
Forty