Perhaps," he said, "we should discuss our arrangements, then.

Are you the one with the blue eyes?" "Actually, my eyes are usually described as golden...and luminous.

What you said was true. we don't live or love in a vacuum. There are people around us who care about us who would be hurt, maybe destroyed if we let ourselves feel what we might want to feel.

It was a bit warm. Still. If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to. One should wear everything, or one should wear nothing at all.

What do you want?" "Just coffee. Black - like my soul.

Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present

A massive fir, it rose to nearly touch the ceiling at the far end of the ballroom. When Will asked Charlotte how on earth it had gotten in there, she had only waved her hands and said something about Magnus.