“They will base that judgment on whatever the status of your escort and manners are.""Escort and manners?" Tucker scoffed. "What good are manners? 'I'm sorry sir, for stealing your change.'"Vivian jerked the girl's arm sharply. "No more of that, Tucker. The stealing or the attitude.”

“She's the princess, Colt!" Addie grabbed his arm. "She's just like we imagined, isn't she?"Napier hopped down to inspect the wound. "You imagined the princess with a hole in her leg? How sick.""Get away from her," Colt scoffed. "You're halfway under Tucker's skirts.""I'm a doctor!""No, you're not!”

“Don't you own a pair of riding pants?"Tucker shook her head, wondering how fast horses were.Lorelei shot her sister a harsh glare. "Why does it seem as if she's never ridden a day in her life?"Vivian crossed her arms. "Because I brought her to a manor, not a stable.”

“Tucker met his eyes and set her hand in his. "I've never met a gypsy before.""I'm honoured to be your first." He kissed her knuckles coyly.”

“The art of flexibility?""A most valuable talent," Napier grinned. "Most valuable indeed."Tucker turned back around in the saddle, having the good sense not to ask him what he meant.”

“Stupidity is singing the rebel anthem and hoping you won't get caught, Tucker," he had chided her. "But bravery is singing it proudly, hoping the king will come to fight you personally.”

“Grandfather Razini stole it from a port in Newsensefords a couple of years ago."She raised her brows."How do you steal a boat?""I have no idea, but I'd love to try it some time.”