Vimes screwed up his face in deep thought, and Vetinari smiled faintly as he turned over a page ( Read more... )

"Have you ever seen Iodine, gentlemen?" The Patrician's voice was pleasant enough, and really shouldn't have prompted quite such nervous looks between the Klatchian ambassador and his attaché. Perhaps it was Vimes, sitting in the corner and rather ostentatiously polishing his sword- the man really had no sense of subtlety. Vetinari smiled, thinly, ( Read more... )

Vetinari smiled only rarely. A raised eyebrow contained (depending on the context) a veritable wealth of emotion. It could signal displeasure, anger, regret, happiness… There was little need for more than one facial expression, when slight modifications to just one could convey all that needed to be conveyed ( Read more... )