I am a big fan of some of the wry writing in the capture arc.
Stuff like this from the chapter “A Cloak of Shadows”:
Panting, one said, “The captain is still out in the city with the others. We already set off the alarm and sent a message. There were still some of our men left in the palace, and they should be able to get down here within five minutes.”
“It’s the Raven Queen! We don’t have five minutes!” the previously screaming guard ground out, panting hard.
…
“Kill them, my queen! Kill them all!” the woman who had been praying to the Raven Queen screamed vengefully.
Though it might not have made it any worse, this did not improve the captives’ situation, as the guards shared wary looks and moved forward together.
And I love the third-party POV, like you get in the Palace and when they escape and are talking outside of Siobhan’s hearing. For example, the letter to the council:
On a cold wind blew strife.
The thief of fire,
Will be a light in the darkness,
A candle against the night,
And will laugh as she feasts.
Save your tears for yesterday.
As you dream of cracked roads,
And tend your garden of sticks.
For madness makes no plans,
And there is but one cure for the living.
A scream into the void echoes.
Black eyes see nothing,
But a fortune of dust,
Empty bellies and sharp teeth,
And payment in bone.
And then this explanation:
They sat in silence for a moment before Kuchen tentatively asked, “What do you think the letter meant?”
Titus stared out of the window unseeingly. “It means, ‘Despair, for you will never win. Spread my fame and cement the futility of your existence in the minds of all those who would bow to you. I name you enemy.’”
Contrast that to S’ explanation, which we got just a few chapter’s earlier:
She had used a free-writing potion to create a cryptic, ominous note for the Edictum Council, another piece of the purposefully sown confusion. Here, too, she wanted to sow confusion and distract the enemy’s attention, and so she repeated some of the words in a philtre-warbled scream that scratched at her throat. “My eyes see nothing but a fortune of dust.”
We know its nonsense, but these really clever characters are left trying to figure out the shape of the hands that made the shadow puppet.
S. is so clever, but she never seems to understand how people are actually reacting to her. Like this bit after Katerin said S. is just a plain old sorcerer:
“I’m pretty sure some of the shadow warrior’s joints bent backward when it was…you know. Crawling inside that man. Which also, just—” He heaved with sudden nausea, holding a hand to his throat. Then he looked to Katerin. “I’m sorry, but if you think the Raven Queen is anything like a run-of-the-mill sorcerer, either she really did descend on that woman tonight and you’ve only ever met her acolyte, or you don’t know her at all.”