Top 400 C.S. Pacat Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “What really happened to make Kastor send you here? I know it was not a lover’s quarrel,’ said Laurent. As.”

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252. “Laurent’s fair skin and blue eyes were a combination that was rare in Patras, rarer in Akielos, and a particular weakness of Damen’s.”

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253. “Guilliame said in a low voice, ‘It was poison. It was in the feed. Lamen noticed a dead field mouse near the grain stores. If not for that warning, we’d have lost all the horses. Not just this one.’ The Prince stayed with the horse while Lamen touched him on the shoulder, then arranged for a horsemaster to put the horse down. The Prince only rose when the horse was dead. The.”

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254. “His eyes on Damen’s, slowly, he took up one of the tight-laced ties at his throat, and drew on it. The spill of heat that came from that was too much, the reality of who they both were stark between them. This was the man who had had him whipped, the Prince of Vere, his nation’s enemy. Damen.”

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255. “Laurent would have been thirteen but in Damen’s mind’s eye he would have found him a little older, sixteen or seventeen, old enough that Damen’s nineteen-year-old self could have begun, with all the exuberance of youth, to court him. He.”

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256. “He had to say again, ‘Do it.’ The darker-haired soldier stepped forward and Damen felt the grip take him. Laurent set his jaw. ‘No,’ said Laurent. And then, ‘It was provoked.’ Another.”

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257. “Your brother’s the one who gave the order,” one of them sneered. “You’re lying. Kastor’s no traitor.” But the door of his cell slammed shut, and doubt raised its head for the first time.”

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258. “A hiss of a rock, thrown. Nikandros came up off his knees, drawing his sword. Damen flung out a hand in a motion for halt, stopping Nikandros instantly, his sword showing a half-foot of Akielon steel. He could see the confusion on Nikandros’s face, as the courtyard around them began to disintegrate. ‘Damianos?’ ‘Order your men to hold,’ said Damen, even as the sharp sound of steel closer by had him turning fast. A.”

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259. “After a long moment, Laurent said, “I’m going to need some help standing up.”

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260. “Laurent shuddered against him as they kissed, as if, having surrendered to it, the painful exchange of brother for lover, he was in some private reality where myth and man met. Even if it was some self-destructive impulse in Laurent, Damen was not noble enough to give it up. He wanted it, felt a surge of purely selfish desire as he thought of it, that Laurent knew it was him. That Laurent wanted this with him. He.”

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261. “Reporting to Jord, Damen found himself caught in a conversation that he wasn’t ready for. ‘I could tell from your face. You didn’t know he could fight.’ ‘No,’ said Damen. ‘I didn’t.’ ‘It’s in his blood.’ ‘The Regent’s men seemed just as surprised as I was.’ ‘He’s private about it.”

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262. “Charcy is claimed for Akielos.’ As he rose, Damen wrapped his hand around its wooden pole and planted it in the earth. The.”

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263. “You are too quick to pledge yourself to me.’ He felt the hard, bright edges of the pin in his fist. ‘You are my King,’ said Nikandros. He saw it reflected back at him in Nikandros’s eyes, as he had seen it in the eyes of the men. He felt it, in the different way Nikandros behaved towards him. King. The.”

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264. “Deliberately, he stepped forward, and clasped Laurent’s right shoulder. Nothing, for a moment. Damen tightened his grip, and ground in with his thumb. Harder. He watched Laurent turn ashen. Finally, Laurent said, ‘Stop.’ He.”

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265. “Protect me,” said Damen, flat incredulity in his voice. “I am aware that you saved my life.” Damen just stared at him. Laurent said: “I dislike feeling indebted to you. Trust that, if you don’t trust me.” “Trust.”

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266. “He would never have known Laurent for what he was; never have given Laurent his loyalty or held Laurent’s trust for a moment in his hands. Guerin moved to strike the gold from his left wrist, and he pulled it back. ‘No,’ he heard himself say. ‘Leave that one on.’ Guerin.”

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267. “The earring was not a discreet disguise. Every man in the common room of the inn was taking the time to have a good look at Laurent. Pet. Laurent’s cool-eyed arrogance proclaimed that no one could touch him. The earring said that one man could. It transformed him from unattainable to exclusive, an elite pleasure no one here could afford. But.”

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268. “Thin hysteria threatened for a moment: he smelled faintly of roses. As.”

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269. “A ludicrous boyish hope flared that someone would come to help him, and, carefully, he extinguished it.”

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270. “The ache of loss didn’t make sense, because Laurent had never been his. He had known that. The delicate thing that had grown between them had never had a right to exist. It had always had an end date, the moment that Damen reassumed his mantle. Now.”

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271. “Wash me.” Damen had never performed a servile task in his life, but he supposed that this one would not overwhelm either his pride or his comprehension. By now he knew the customs of the baths. But he felt a sense of subtle satisfaction from Laurent, and a corresponding internal resistance. It was an uncomfortably intimate form of attendance; he was not restrained, and they were alone, one man serving another. All.”

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272. “Violence slid across the men like oil waiting for a flame.”

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273. “He had known it would not be some stupid fantasy of showing Laurent his country; of Laurent leaning against the marble balcony at Ios, turning to greet him in the cool air overlooking the sea, his eyes bright with the splendour of the view. So.”

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274. “My lady did not trust the Regent of Vere to protect her interests. In the case that there was no other way to save her life, the wet nurse could be instructed to bring the child to you – in exchange for Jokaste’s freedom.’ Damen sat back in his chair, and lifted his brows slightly at Jokaste. Jokaste’s.”

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275. “Damen knew that he had to lie. It was beyond dangerous to talk about this with Laurent.”

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276. “The King of Vere sends a message,’ said the herald. His.”

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277. “When he closed his eyes, he felt how it might have happened: slowly, Laurent’s mouth opening, Laurent’s hands lifting hesitantly to touch his body. He would have been careful, so careful. Aimeric.”

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278. “Damianos, what happened to you?’ Damen.”

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279. “That’s right. He is Charls. I am Charls. We are cousins,’ said Charls, gamely, ’named after our grandfather. Charls.”

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280. “Laurent said, ‘I’m not certain I can take your particular brand of honesty just at the moment.”

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281. “His hands slid impotently down Laurent’s tight-laced clothing. Beneath him, Laurent’s kisses were all open-mouthed. Desire flamed, painful and bright. It.”

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282. “Laurent had tamped down the smothered emotion in his eyes, and would endure an alliance with his brother’s killer, though he felt nothing but aversion. If he could do it, Damen could do it. He could make impersonal negotiations, speak in the formal language of kings. The.”

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283. “And if the worst happened, Guion’s testimony had the potential to bring down the Regency. Laurent had said all of this succinctly, and told Guion, in a pleasant voice, ‘Your wife can chaperone Jokaste on the journey.’ Guion had understood more quickly than Damen. ‘I see. My wife is the leverage for my good behaviour?’ ‘That’s right,’ said Laurent. Damen.”

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284. “Laurent turned to him eventually. “The slave is saying that if you want the pet unconscious, split in half, or dead of fright, then you will need to make other arrangements. He declines his services.” He.”

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285. “Laurent said, almost carefully, ‘I realise that in my service you do not have a great deal of opportunity to pursue the usual – avenues for release. If you need to avail yourself of the coupling fire – ’ ‘No,’ said Damen. ‘I don’t want a woman.’ The.”

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286. “Laurent said, ‘No. I’m not here to – ’ He said, ‘I’m just here.”

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287. “It’s lucky King Damianos is at Delpha,’ said Charls, uncertainly. ‘There’s no need to worry that the Prince is away so close to the Ascension.’ ‘Yes, this would be a terrible idea otherwise,’ said Lamen.”

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288. “His intellect made increasing sense of this: there had been an ambush, he was underground, and since his body didn’t feel as if it had been transported for days, that meant – He opened his eyes and met the flat-nosed stare of Govart. ‘Hello, Princess.’ Panic.”

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289. “In the softest little voice he said, “This slave is beneath your attention.” In Akielos, submission was an art, and the slave was the artisan. Now that he was showing his form, you could see that Erasmus was surely the prize pick of the Regent’s gift-slaves. Ridiculous, that he was being dragged around by the neck like an unwilling animal. It was like possessing a finely tuned instrument and using it to smash shells open. Misusing it. He.”

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290. “You lied to your uncle to protect me,” he said. Six.”

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291. “Damen looked around himself at the gathered men. He looked first to the Prince’s men, instinctively expecting to see his own reaction to the fight mirrored on their faces, but instead they showed gratification coupled with a total lack of surprise. None of them had been concerned that Laurent might lose, he realised. The.”

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292. “And then Damen saw why he was here. He.”

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293. “He had the choice of the poor with no other way to survive, the choice of a child powerless to his elders, the choice of a man when his King gives him an order, which is no choice at all, and yet still more than is afforded to a slave.”

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294. “But which of us is ready for what life asks us to face? We don’t choose the moment. The moment comes whether we will it or no, and we must make ourselves ready.”

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295. “We’ll make another kind of empire.”

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296. “By that time, Damen had received the tally of the dead: twelve hundred of us, six and a half thousand of them. He.”

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297. “The extent to which she and Laurent resembled each other, in colouring, in their cool, intellectual lack of emotion, in the detachment with which they regarded one another, was both unnerving and extraordinary. She.”

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298. “Laurent, six years ago, when I fought Auguste, I – ’ ‘Don’t you say his name.’ The words were forced out of Laurent. ‘Don’t you ever say his name, you killed my brother.’ Laurent.”

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299. “I’m to give this to the fort Commander,’ and he was urgently pressing something into Damen’s hand. Damen stared at it. Behind him, the Akielon army was approaching. In his hand was a hard loop of metal set with a carved gemstone, the etching a starburst. He was looking at Laurent’s signet ring. He.”

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300. “Together we can do what we cannot do apart.”

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