Then she marched to the pillows and beat them mercilessly until they lay puffed out like obedient clouds. Auteur: Kristin Cashore Copy Quote More from Kristin Cashore “You’re crying.”“I’m not.”“Right,” he said mildly. “I suppose you got rained on.” “She'd lost her fury, somewhere, as they'd talked. She didn't feel it anymore. S…” “Katsa didn't think a person should thank her for not causing pain. Causing joy …” “Katsa now sat calmly on the stomach of her vanquished foe. "He was handsome," s…”