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364 pages, Paperback
First published February 27, 2018
"Now, remember," [Brenner] muttered. "Keep your mouth shut, and don't do anything noble. Bad things are going to be happening here, and you are going to let them keep happening. You are not going to intervene, you are not going to protect anyone, you are not going to stop to help women or pets or small children. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
[...] "Okay. One last thing. Give me your money."
[...] "Are you mugging me?" asked Caliban incredulously.
"Dammit, I'll give it back. But you look like a pickpocket's dreams come true. They'll pick you clean before you've gone ten feet. But if you don't have anything to steal, they'll assume you're hiding it really well, and leave you alone."
"And they won't try to steal from you?"
"Don't be ridiculous."
I suppose thanks must also go to the writers of fantasy paladins, lo these many years, without whom there would be no tradition to enrage me and force me to tackle the issue myself. Inspiration knocks now and again, but spite bangs on the door all year long.
“Nobody tortures people at home. It ruins the carpets.”
“The perfect gentle knight. She had a strong urge to kick him in the shins. Which would do precisely nothing and he'd look confused at me. And then probably offer to take his shin armor off so I could try again without hurting my foot.”