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Tis my will that thou and he shall die by my hand. Thou hast but to choose the manner of thy death." "Old age," Cimorene said promptly. "Mock"
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I refuse to let him hire a princess in disguise who's hoping to sneak into the next ball wearing a dress as shining as the stars so that Daystar will fall in love with her. Princesses are very persuasive, but most of them aren't much use in the kitchen." Daystar blinked. "But Mother, we hardly ever have balls. And I really don't think I'd fall in love with someone just because she was wearing a fancy dress." "Try and convince a princess of ..
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humor
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enchanted-forest
princess
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Obawiam sie, ze lustro nie wymaga zadnych korekt - oswiadczyl z niezwykla dla niego delikatnoscia. - Z zakleciem jest wszystko w porzadku, powinno tez byc kompatybilne z lustrem zamkowym. Problem polega na czyms innym. - Wiedzialam - rzucila gniewnie Cimorena i zaczela chodzic tam i powrotem przed kominem. - W domu stalo sie cos zlego.
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Ballimore! Ballimore, where's the inkwell?' Dobbilan's voice echoed down the corridor, interrupting Cimorene in mid-sentence. 'Where are you? Why can't I find anything around here when I want it?' 'Because you never look in the right place, dear,' Ballimore called. 'The inkwell is in the kitchen next to the grocery list, where it's been for the past six months, and I'm in the dining room. Which is where you'd be if you'd done what I asked ..
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marriage
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Starting is good. You can't get anywhere at all if you never start.
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Your levity is unbecoming, Richard, and not at all the point,' Mrs Lowe said, giving him a stern look.'In another week, the Season will be upon us, and as you have chosen to come to Town for once, I shall expect you to find a little more time for your social and family obligations.' 'Oh, you may expect whatever you like, Aunt.' Mairelon's tone was careless, but there was a set to his shoulders that told Kim he was not pleased.
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Anyone who is known as the Mysterious Marquis ought to have far more interesting reasons for his behavior than a stupid dispute with Sir Hilary.
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If a beauty like Letitia Tarnower couldn't interest Mairelon, and a brilliant wizard like Renee D'Auber hadn't attracted him in all the years they'd known one another, what chance did she, Kim, have?
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She said that time and death are the greatest enemies all of us must face, and the only weapon stronger than they are is love.
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I'm not going to dress in velvet robes with ermine trim when I'm spending the day hanging pictures and cleaning out the attic in the South Tower, no matter how much Willin would like it," Mendanbar said firmly."
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mendanbar
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Come one, come all! Prepare to be amazed by the one, the only - Mairelon the Magician!
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One of the previous Kings of the Enchanted Forest had been very fond of sweeping up and down staircases in a long velvet robe and his best crown, so he had added stairs wherever he thought there was room
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William!" I turned smiling. "Did they send you over?" William shook his head. "They're still arguing, and it's spreading. Your professor has opinions." I rolled my eyes, because it was William. "She's from Vinland. As far as she's concerned, wildlife is something you shoot first and study later. She's been complaining about the menagerie animals since the day she got to Mill City, especially this one."
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Men can be such provoking creatures. One would think the entire world and everything in it were made only for their enjoyment and approval.
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Butt he isn't my lover, or my fiance, or my boyfriend or anything, and I refuse to be killed with him.
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humor
idiot-prince
priorities
princess
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Magic and music are brother and sister," he replied as Starbrow picked his way through the fog. "The bard's craft has always been half magic; in times past minstrels and magicians were often one and the same. Perhaps it is because we must sing so frequently of the old days and the magic of them that we do"
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You must have misunderstood," Keredwel said severely. "No one volunteers to be a dragon's princess. It isn't done." "Actually, Alianora's quite right," Cimorene said as she set the teacups in front of her visitors. "I did volunteer." She smiled sweetly at the thunderstruck expressions on the faces of the first two princesses. "I got tired of embroidery and etiquette." Keredwel"
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Winter was usually the slow season at the menagerie, with so many of the animals hibernating, but that year I was busier than a hen with a double set of chicks.
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I learned a lot about how to be frigidly polite and still leave somebody feeling like they'd been spanked.
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It's a hard thing to risk what you know and are sure of, just for the possibility of something better. Even when it's a pretty strong possibility, and something that's a whole lot better.
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You'd think they'd been raised in a palace for all the manners they have." "If they're princes, they probably have been raised in palaces," Mendanbar said. "Princes usually are." "Well, no wonder none of them have any manners, then." The squirrel sniffed. "They ought to be sent to school in a forest, where people are polite. You don't see any of my children behaving like that, no, sir. Please and thank you and yes, sir and no, ma'am--that's..
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Being upset is no excuse," Mother said sternly. "If you're going to be rude, do it for a reason and get something from it."
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So, in a fit of pique, I came up with the silliest thing I could think of, and handed the book in under the title "Bowling for Dragons"
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Thanking all her lucky stars individually and by name, Cimorene twisted and scrambled to her feet, sword ready.
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Mendanbar wondered idly whether a bucket of soapy water plus lemon juice plus dishes would be as good for melting a wizard as one without dishes, and what effect the dishes would have on the process. Being melted was probably not very comfortable, but being melted while cups and plates and forks were falling on your head was likely to be even less so.
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Seriously, if you really, truly don't understand basic terminology (which was at least half my problem with the adult-level "beginner" books), the children's section is the place to go."
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I keep forgetting that you're not as empty headed as most princesses.
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Then we'd be living a lie," Padme told him gently. "And one we couldn't keep"
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Lord Daner isn't my boyfriend," Eleret said, annoyed. She'd let it go by once, but after two mentions, she had to correct him. Karvonen would drive her crazy if he kept referring to Daner that way. "Huh." Karvonen pursed his lips skeptically. "I'll bet it's not because he didn't try."
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You don't understand," Mairelon said dully. "Kim doesn't want to marry a toff." Was that what was bothering him? "Well, of all the bacon-brained, sapskulled, squirish, buffle-headed nod cocks!" Kim said with as much indignation as she could muster. "I was talking about the marquis, not about you!" Mairelon's eyes kindled. "Then you would?" "You've whiddled it," Kim informed him."
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Amidala, Panaka, and about half the troops climbed through; the others, and the Queen's handmaidens, stayed in the hall to hold off the battle droids. The
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could land or take off from the planet. They hoped that the young Queen of Naboo would agree quickly to their demands. Then they could use Naboo as an example to persuade or force other planets to do the same. But
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We have made the perilous journey through the tunnels to see the Princess Cimorene, newly come to these caverns, to comfort her and together bemoan our sad and sorry fates," the first princess said haughtily. "Tell her we are here." "I'm Cimorene," Cimorene said. "I don't need comforting, and I'm not particularly sad or sorry to be here, but if you'd like to come in and have some tea, you're welcome to." The"
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I'm the King, and I say you go to the dungeon instead of fighting wizards, and no argument.
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The last dragon was apparently still too young to have made up its mind which sex it wanted to be; it didn't have any horns at all.
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gender-identity
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the Queen of Alkyra can consort with whoever the Black she pleases!
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The jelly burbled unhappily to itself. It looked as if it were boiling. The little dragon kept staring at it, and suddenly the dragon's eyes started to glow. "I know what this reminds me of!" it said triumphantly. "Dessert!" The quozzel shrieked and collapsed backward into the darkness just as the dragon's head shot toward it."
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must tell them sometime," Alethia said. "I would rather get it over with now. And they are conveniently on our doorstep."
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