Top 400 C.S. Pacat Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “Ravenel’s forces on the hill began to split into a widening v-shape. ‘They’re moving to flank us. Have they mistaken us for an enemy troop?’ said Jord, confused. ‘No,’ said Laurent. ‘There is still a path open to us, to the north,’ said Damen. ‘No,’ said Laurent. A.”

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352. “Let me in,’ he said, and Laurent made a new sound, his head dropped between his shoulder blades, his breath ribboning out of him. ‘Let me inside you.’ There was some give, and he pushed, slowly. He felt every inch, as the room faded into sensation. There was only the feel of it, the slide of his chest against Laurent’s back, the dip of Laurent’s head, and the sweat-damp hair at the nape of Laurent’s neck. Damen.”

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353. “He was not inclined to believe that cruelty delivered with one hand was redeemed by a caress from the other, if that’s even what this was.”

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354. “You’re still wearing it.’ He couldn’t help but say it. Laurent’s wrist was heavy with gold, like the colour of his hair in the firelight. ‘So are you.”

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355. “Nikandros went to one knee; not spontaneously as he had done in the courtyard, but deliberately, bending his head. ‘The fort is yours,’ Nikandros said. ‘My King.’ King. The.”

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356. “He wasn’t sure how it would be, but when Laurent saw who was beside him, he smiled, the expression a little shy but completely genuine. Damen, who hadn’t been expecting it, felt the single painful beat of his heart. He’d never thought Laurent could look like that at anyone.”

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357. “He loved the way that Laurent kissed, as if Damen was the only person that he had ever kissed, or would ever want to.”

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358. “A Veretian who treats honourably with an Akielon will be gutted with his own sword. It’s your countryman who taught me that. You can thank him for the lesson.” “Thank who?” Damen pushed the words out, somehow, past the pain, but he knew. He knew. “Damianos, the dead Prince of Akielos,” said Laurent. “The man who killed my brother.”

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359. “He wanted to face Kastor, his brother, and ask him, man to man, why he had done what he had done. But life in Akielos went on without Damianos. These slaves had no one else to help them. And what did it mean, to be a prince, if he did not strive to protect those weaker than himself? The.”

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360. “Where’s Laurent?’ An attendant was approaching the bed. ‘You are to be taken from Ravenel and escorted directly to the border.’ ‘Escorted?’ ‘You will rise and ready yourself. Your collar and cuffs will be removed. You will then leave the fort.’ ‘Where’s Laurent?’ he said again. ‘The Prince is occupied with other matters. You are to leave before he returns.’ He.”

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361. “If it hurt it was fitting. It was simply kingship.”

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362. “Instinctively, Damen moved his horse to block Laurent’s path. ‘No. The easiest way for your uncle to get rid of you is to separate you from your men, and you know it. You can’t go into town alone, you’re in danger just being here. We need to rejoin the troop. Now.’ Laurent.”

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363. “He knew what was in their eyes, visible now beneath the hostility. It was terror. He could feel the tension of the Akielon forces too, knew they were expecting treachery. The first sword drawn, the first arrow loosed, would unleash a killing force. A.”

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364. “There was no slave,’ said Laurent. ‘He never existed.”

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365. “There was laughter too, and something akin to happiness that hurt as it pushed at the inside of his chest.”

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366. “The delicate thing that had grown between them had never had a right to exist.”

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367. “Order me to stay, he wanted to say, and couldn’t.”

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368. “I see. You’re warning me again not to bed him?’ ‘No,’ said Nikandros. ‘I know you’re going to bed him. I’m saying that when he lets you, think about what he wants.’ Damen.”

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369. “He felt Jord draw up beside him. ‘He’s gone for a ride,’ said Jord. ‘It was his habit in the palace, too, when he needed to clear his head. Not the type for goodbyes.’ ‘No,’ said Damen. He.”

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370. “Dare you to make a run for it.’ He said nothing. He was not here to run. It was a strange feeling to be unchained and riding with a group of Veretian soldiers of his own free will. A.”

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371. “And then there was a burst of activity from the lower gate, and a rider came into the courtyard: it was Laurent. He was not here in a last-minute change of heart. Damen only had to look at Laurent to know that he had intended to stay away until Damen was gone, and was not pleased to have been forced to return early. He.”

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372. “Or perhaps it was the idea of a new victory, satisfying because it would be of a different kind. First smash the Regent, then pull the wool over his eyes. Damen.”

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373. “Death and life; past and future; Akeilos and Vere. Kastor let out a choked sound, his eyes shocked and wide. Because Laurent wasn’t Auguste. And the stumble wasm’t a mistake, it was a feint.”

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374. “It was like being pleased by a thorn blush, feeling fond of every prickle.”

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375. “Into the painful silence, Damen said, ‘And you? Will I lose you?’ It.”

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376. “Pallas dropped to his knees in front of Damen, almost glowing with the distinction of what his three victories allowed him to do. ‘If it please my lords and ladies,’ said Pallas, ‘I claim the honour of combat with the King.’ There.”

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377. “The soldier pulled the bag away from the severed head. It.”

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378. “The cuff, unmistakably, was the twin to the one Damen wore, altered last night by a blacksmith for Laurent’s finer wrist. Damen said, ‘Wear it for me.’ For.”

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379. “He is a prize,” said Torveld warmly. “I’ll wager you never thought a prince could be jealous of a slave. Right now I would exchange places with you in a heartbeat.” You.”

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380. “Laurent. Sleep it off. In the morning, you can punish us both. Or forget this ever happened. Or pretend to.’ He did all of this quite adeptly, though he found that before he poured the water it took him a moment to catch his breath. He put both his hands on the table and leaned his weight on it, only a little breathless.”

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381. “He dismounted. ‘Are you here to kill me?’ said Jord. ‘No,’ said Damen. There was a silence. They stood two paces apart. Jord had a knife drawn, and held it low, a white-knuckled fist around the hilt. Damen said, ‘You haven’t told him.’ ‘You don’t even deny it?’ said Jord.”

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382. “I will pledge,’ said Makedon, ‘if the Prince will ride.’ Damen.”

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383. “The problem with tents was that you couldn’t knock. Damen leaned his weight on one of the poles and called out. The delay from within was pronounced. Finally Jord appeared, shirtless and wide-shouldered. Rather than waste time tying laces, he was holding his pants up with a casual hand. The raised tent flap showed the source of the delay. Pale-limbed, tangled in bedding, Aimeric had pushed himself up on one elbow, flushed from his chest all the way up past his neck. ‘The.”

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384. “Nikandros didn’t speak again. He just stared in silence, white as one who had been struck a blow. Then, as though one leg gave out, and then the other, he dropped slowly to his knees, an Akielon commander kneeling on the rough trampled stones of a Veretian fort. He said, ‘Damianos.’ Before.”

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385. “He let them see the cuff on his wrist, as he let them see him. He knew by now the ever-present whisper: Damianos, risen from the dead. He watched the army fall silent before him. He.”

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386. “You were taken prisoner, you single-handedly escaped from the cells at Fortaine, and somehow managed to get Guion to switch sides on the way out?’ ‘Well,’ said Laurent, ‘not everyone is as bad at escaping as you are.’ Damen.”

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387. “So you will parley with me as with a king, and you will tell me why you called me here.’ Deliberately, Damen tossed the knife onto the floor of the tent. Laurent’s eyes didn’t follow its path. His gaze held steady. ‘Didn’t you know?’ said Laurent. ‘My uncle is in Akielos.”

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388. “White-faced, Jord took one look at his expression and said, ‘He’s not coming.’ ‘We’re outnumbered,’ said Damen, ‘but if you run, you might still make it out.’ ‘If we’re outnumbered, what are you going to do?’ Damen drove his horse onward, ready to take up his own place on the front line. He said, ‘Fight.”

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389. “Laurent asked, ‘Is it different than with a man?’ ‘Yes,’ said Damen. It was different with everyone. He didn’t say this aloud;.”

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390. “The child’s wet nurse,’ said Jokaste, ‘will tell Kastor the truth if I am killed.’ ‘If you are killed.’ ‘That’s right.’ ‘You,’ said Damen, ‘but not your women.’ There was a pause. ‘You are the only one protected in your arrangement. These women are going to die. Unless they talk to me.’ She.”

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391. “This is not the way I planned to spend the eve of war,’ said Laurent. ‘With me in your bed?’ ‘And in my confidences,’ said Laurent. Laurent.”

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392. “The advice of his father came back to him, never to take your eyes off a wounded boar: that once you engaged an animal in the hunt, you must fight it to the finish, and that when a boar was wounded, that was when it the most dangerous animal of all. That thought nagged at him.”

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393. “If someone kills your family you don’t rest until they are dead.”

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394. “Damen dropped the pitcher. It shattered, shards flying outward as it slipped from his fingers and hit the stone floor. Laurent’s arms were bare. His throat was bare. His collarbone was bare, and most of his thighs, his long legs, and all of his left shoulder. Damen stared at him. ‘You’re wearing Akielon clothing,’ said Damen. ‘Everyone’s wearing Akielon clothing,’ said Laurent. Damen.”

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395. “We make the exchange in a place where no man can bring an army, or draw a sword, on pain of death.’ Damen said, ‘We make the exchange in the Kingsmeet.’ There.”

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396. “Laurent wasn’t here because he had chosen not to be here. And when he thought about goodbye, it was a welling silence full of all the things he couldn’t say. He.”

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397. “If he could do it, Damen could do it. He could make impersonal negotiations, speak in the formal language of kings. The ache of loss didn’t make sense, because Laurent had never been his. He had known that.”

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398. “If you want an answer, you’ll need to ask the question,’ said Laurent. ‘Half the men riding in your company are convinced you’re a virgin.’ ‘Is that a question?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I’m twenty years old,’ said Laurent, ‘and I’ve been the recipient of offers almost as long as I can remember.’ ‘Is.”

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399. “Interrupted, the kiss was alive between them, in dark eyes and heartbeats.”

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400. “Dear Charls. Whatever will you do with your own Kemptian silk? It will spoil on the road.’ ‘We aren’t carrying any Kemptian silk,’ said the Prince. It took a moment for those words to be understood, and then Makon’s expression changed. ‘Oh, did you think we were? I’m afraid you undercut yourself for no reason.’ A look of fury had appeared on Makon’s face. The Prince said, ‘A little healthy competition.’ Dinner.”

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