Heather's Library

Dragon and Phoenix
by Joanne Bertin

p.18-19 He wore it [ his hair ] in the Yerrin fashion, as Linden did his: shoulder length save for a long, narrow clan braid hanging from the nape of his neck and down his back. But where Linden's braid bore the four-strand pattern of a noble and was bound with the blue, white, and green of the Snow Cat clan, this man sported Marten clan's black and green tying off the three-strand braid of a commoner.

p.25 Saethe - Dragonlord Council

p.37 "a business of ferrets"?

p.43 Smirking at Linden, Raven began an answer, but jumped in his seat and shut his mouth again. He darted an angry glance first at his great-uncle to his left and then across the table at Maurynna. Linden generously hid a satisfied grin behind his mug of tea.

p.50 Gods--not even your worst enemy will cut off your clan braid. Your head, perhaps, Otter thought, but not your braid.

p.87 " [...] Give her a few days, though, and she should be right as rain." The Simpler paused in the doorway, frowning thoughtfully. "Though why rain should be right or wrong, I've no idea."

p.135 "What do priests from other temples preach?" Otter asked.
"There are no other temples."
The others looked at each other in astonishment.
Otter persisted. "You mean there's only one way to worship? No choice of gods to believe in?"

p.156-157 "Well and well--let's hope that witch spruce they planted over his grave still keeps his soul pinned down. Thing should be huge by now if those trees really do feed on evil as the stories say."

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