“She had always been drawn to the untamed, wild things of the world.”
“Daggers and blades, quivers and bows. I scratched my head at the heavy, wicked-looking mace that Rhys had somehow dumped beside the desk without my noticing. I didn’t even want to know. Though I had no doubt Cassian was somehow behind it.”
I skim read a lot this month; which means I have a lot of re-reading to do.