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Marquin
- Marquin of Calanfer
- Marquin the Radiant
- Queen Marquin of Calanfer
- Queen Marquin of the Single Breast
These are aliases for "Marquin".
Aliases are alternative forms of a reference. They can include actual aliases for characters, nicknames, plural variations, gendered versions of some [Classes], and even typos.
Total mentions
Mentions
Chapters with the most mentions
Interlude chapters are abbreviated with "I." for readability.
Books with the most mentions
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Volumes with the most mentions
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| Chapter | Text |
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| 2.25 | She was dying. Lyonette du Marquin registered this fact with bitter acceptance. She lay in the snow and knew it. |
| 2.25 | She’d stopped moving. Lyonette knew she should keep moving, keep walking, but she was too tired. The biting, painful cold had stopped a while ago, and now she was feeling almost warm. |
| 2.25 | They had done this. The mongrels and lizard folk. Lyonette clung to life for a few more seconds just so she could hate for a while longer. |
| 2.25 | Curse them. If she had one last wish, she would have sent fire and death to that city of monsters, Liscor. They had killed her. Her, a scion of the Marquin house, one of the Hundred Families of Terandria, Sixth Princess in line to the Eternal Throne of Calanfer. |
| 2.25 | The world was cold. Lyonette lay still on the ground. She looked up into the cold, grey sky and breathed out. Her eyes closed and— |
| 2.25 | Erin charged over the top of the hill and skidded down the side. She ran straight towards Lyon, but didn’t see the girl. Lyonette saw Erin approaching first with incredulity, then hope, and then alarm when she realized the girl wasn’t stopping. |
| 2.25 | Lyonette felt a foot slam into her stomach and then Erin landed on top of her. The young girl gasped as Erin flailed about frantically. |
| 2.25 | “My name is Lyonette.” |
| 2.25 | That was how the girl introduced herself after Erin had stoked the fire, gathered as many blankets as possible, and made some hot soup. Lyonette sat in front of the fire, shivering, cold, and now, suddenly, imperious. |
| 2.25 | The girl looked around the inn and sniffed. Erin wondered if she had any tissues, when Lyonette looked back at her. |
| 2.25 | Lyonette stood up, shedding her blankets. She stared hard at Erin. |
| 2.25 | Lyonette looked hurt and reproachful. Erin’s friendly smile didn’t waver. |
| 2.25 | Lyonette’s face went blank for a second and her eyes flicked to Erin and then away. Erin had a sneaking suspicion the shivering girl was trying to think up a lie. |
| 2.25 | “I’m giving you one chance, Lyonette. One. That’s all. Either work for me at this inn, or try to get to another city, but if you go, I won’t save you even if you die a foot outside my inn.” |
| 2.25 | Lyonette stared at Erin, her pleasant mask gone as well. Her brow and nose wrinkled and she hissed at Erin. |
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