“And I want you to find something in the hills for the vigils to protect, like a rock or a thornbush. I don't want them around here.”

“She placed a hand on my cheek and softly kissed the other one, then whispered, “Remember this moment, then, Sage, when someone of my status offered a kindness to someone of yours. Because next time we meet, if Darius is dead, I will no longer be anyone of importance.”

“Afraid of a wooden sword?""Just demonstrating my skills in evading an attack. Impressed?”

“I never denied being a fool. That's the difference between us.”

“Get me a real chair”

“If he put us in dresses, we wouldn't suddenly become women”

“You eat with your left hand. That's unacceptable. Can you do it with your right?""Can you do it with your left?”

“You stole it from the master.""Who stole it from me. What I did simply set the universe back in order.”

“No offense, Jaron, but I don't want your life. Even locked away behind closed doors I got a taste for how awful it can be.""Did anyone try to kill you while I was gone?""No.""Then you didn't even get a taste.”

“Once we were alone, Imogen unfolded her hand. In it, she held the key to the chains. I had passed it to her while we were in the embrace. Roden noticed it and scowled. "You gave her the key and not me? I could be free already."I smiled at him. "Yes, but I wasn't going to kiss you.""Fair enough”

“Villains and plots and enemies are simple things to me. But friendships are complicated, and love is harder still. It has wounded me deeper than a sword ever could.”