French covers of Kushiel by Jacqueline Carey.
I really love the first cover .
Bragelonne always makes beautiful covers!
[Top]Reading this amazing book, Kushiel’s Dart by Jacqueline Carey and I HAD TO do something about that craving (she describes everything so well, that book is just – delicious. So rich. So cool.)
So here we go. Phédre..
‘I’d not parade you half-naked before the peers of an entire province, Phèdre.’
‘I know,’ I whispered. ‘Hyacinthe, that’s the problem.’
I don’t think, before that moment, that he truly grasped the nature of what I was. He knew, of course; had always known, and had been the one person who’d never cared for what, but only who I was. I saw him comprehend it now, and feared. It could change everything between us.
All paths are present, always… and we can but choose among them.
Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear.
Because when you were born, for the first time, I understood it. Love as thou wilt,” she said, musing. “I have always adhered to the precept of Blessed Elua in my own way. And yet, until you were born, I didn’t truly know what it was to love another living soul. Beyond thought, beyond reason. And I thought, for once, that the gods were speaking clearly to me.
What I wanted to say was I will follow you to the ends of the earth. I will be whatever you ask of me: courtier, savior, lover, and husband, master and slave. Anything, everything.Only ask.
I loved her.
No point in denying it, no point in doubting it. It was unlikely, improbable, and true. If I had to lay my broken heart on the altar of love and let it be destroyed in a glorious blaze to secure her happiness, so be it. I would do it.