Quick post concerning Denna's "braids". Not sure if this has already been posted before.
Just listing every instance where Denna's hair is braided.
She looked down nervously, her fingers tracing patterns on the tabletop. “Then, if someone saw the writing, even if they couldn’t read it, it would be true for them. They’d think a certain thing, or act a certain way depending on what the writing said.”
She looked up at us again, her expression a strange mix of curiosity, hope, and uncertainty.
Where Denna introduces her supposed "magic".
Her dark hair fell in a straight sheaf across her back, all except a single slender braid that hung close to her face.
“I expect I know his real name,” she shrugged, running a hand through her hair. When her fingers touched the braid she
seemed surprised to find it there and quickly began to unravel it, her deft fingers smoothing it away. “Even if I don’t, what
does it matter? Everyone has secrets, Kvothe. I don’t particularly care what his are so long as he continues to deal square with me. He’s been very generous.”
“Is that so?” she said, running her hand through her hair. Her fingers began to idly twine her hair into a braid, then she stopped and brushed it out. “In that case, what are we doing here?”
Her harp case leaned against the wall behind her, and she had an expectant look in her eye. Her dark hair was lustrous in the sunlight, unadorned except for three narrow braids tied with blue string. She was barefoot, and her feet were grass-stained. She smiled.
I sat where I was, sprawling comfortably on the long, cool grass. I tugged a few strands of it out of the ground and idly
began to twist them together into a braid.
I looked down at my hands and idly fingered the flat braid of green grass I’d woven. It was smooth and cool between my fingers. I couldn’t remember how I’d planned to join the ends together to form a ring.
(Not actually an instance where Denna braids his hair. Just caught this when I was searching through the wise man's fear PDF. Interesting how Kvothe ends up braiding a grass ring (which symbolizes love I believe). Maybe he's into braiding magic too
Denna sat in the center of a chilly silence. Her eyes were hard and flat. “That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it?” she said
coldly. Her fingers moved in her hair, every flick of her fingers stiff with irritation. She untied her braids, smoothed them out, then absentmindedly retied them in a different pattern.
I took a breath before reaching out to lightly touch a narrow, intricate braid, halfhidden in her hair. “Your braid,” I clarified. “It almost says lovely.”
Her fingers knitted the strands together and for a second I could read it, clear as day: “Don’t speak to me.”
Edited a bunch of times to reduce line count.
Also bolded the word "braid" in the passage.
Does anybody think Kvothe acts oddly in any of these passages? At all? Or does Denna's magic fail?
Edited by allenczhang, 22 April 2013 - 08:45 PM.