E.D. Walker

“The swift greyhounds chased him for hours, wearing the wolf down, tiring him out so he would be too weak to give more than a token fight at the end.He remembered this tactic well from when he had been the hunter on the horse....At least I know what happens next.”

“Lady Kathryn de Réméré understood where her duty lay. She did—truly. The hitch, though, the tricky part, the really twisty trouble was . . . . Well, she was actually having a difficult time convincing herself that her duty was to do her duty.”

“Well, fuck you. And the eagles you rode in on.”