âYou must be exhausted,â said Lady Cattilara, whose eyes had widened more than once during Lissâs account. âSuch a frightening ordeal!â âOh, but I love my task,â said Liss cheerfully, slapping her dirty tabard. âPeople give me fast horses and get out of my way.â
Lois McMaster Bujold, "Paladin of Souls"













