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Girl, Boy Or Dancing Bear, You're The Finest Page-the Finest Squire-to-be-at Court." (jon To Alanna)

She Glared At Him. "why Are You Forever Asking Hard Questions?" He Smiled. "sooner Or Later You'll Have To Be Able To Answer One." Daja Shoved Him, Grinning.

Don't Die On Me," She Whispered When The Clock Struck Midnight And He Still Had Not Moved. "it's Only A Little Shoulder Wound. Goddess, George-don't Die On Me." His Eyes Flickered Open And He Smiled. "i Didn't Know You Cared," He Whispered. "and Why Insult Me? I Won't Die For A Wee Nick Like This; I've Had Worse In My Day." Alanna Wiped Her Wet Cheeks. "of Course I Care, You Unprincipled Pickpocket!" She Whispered. "of Course I Care.

Men Don't Think And Differently From Women - They Just Make More Noise About Being Able To.

When People Say A Knight's Job Is All Glory, I Laugh And Laugh And Laugh. Often I Can Stop Laughing Before They Edge Away And Talk About Soothing Drinks.