"Feel like going up?" He asked, though the question held no real weight. It was more of an announcement, a declaration of his intent. Steven was rarely the one to seek permission.
— Andrea with Steven
The famous Heiress and our saviour, drenched to the bone, with springs of water cascading from her and patches of grass tangled in her hair that rippled with each step.
— Steven watching Andrea
Emmett barged in, as usual, disrupting my thoughts, meeting and everything else. As the head of my army, he proved unstoppable, sadly not only on the battlefield.
— Steven, annoyed by his brother
"Should I attempt to kill you simply because you're a mage?"
— Blonde