“For a moment we glared at each other, stubborn as cats on the stable wall, full of mutual resentment and something darker, the old sense between sisters that there is only really room in the world for one girl. The sense that every fight could be to the death.”
More from Philippa Gregory
“Every woman is a mad ugly bad old witch somewhere in her heart.”
“It is no small thing, this, for a woman: freedom.”
“The world hasn't changed that much; men still rule.”
“Sometimes we win; sometimes we lose. The main thing is that we always, we always go on.”