Here are my Saturday Snippets!
He was asleep.
Katsa exhaled slowly. She was the greatest fool in all the seven kingdoms. Why, when she fought with him almost every day, when she knew every part of his body; why, when she'd sat on his stomach, and wrestled with him on the ground and could probably identify his arm hold faster tan any wife could recognise the embrace of her own husband, had the sight of his arms and his shoulders so embarrassed her? She had seen a thousand shirtless men before, in the practice rooms or when travelling with Giddon and Oll. Raffin practically undressed in front of her, they were so used to each other. It was like his eyes. Unless they were fighting, Po's body had the same effect on her as his eyes.
- Page 144, Graceling by Kristin Cashore
"How do I look?" I stood up and pulled my tunic straight, frowning at a wrinkle near the hem.
"Nimira, you're right. Change into the evening gown."
His abrupt decision left me startled. "The gown?"
"Smollings won't be able to do a damn thing about it once we're all there. I want them to see you as the well-spoken traveller you are, not an imported curiosity." He slapped the doorframe before he turned away.
Linza raised her eyebrows. "The gown it is, then."
- Page 105, Magic Under Glass by Jaclyn Dolamore