Perhaps all a Tsaritsa is is a beautiful cold girl in the snow, looking down at someone wretched, and not yielding.
Catherynne M. ValenteI believe we have an utterly unique specimen on our hands: a child who listens.
Catherynne M. ValenteIโm a monster,โ said the shadow of the Marquess suddenly. โEveryone says so.โ The Minotaur glanced up at her. โSo are we all, dear,โ said the Minotaur kindly. โThe thing to decide is what kind of monster to be. The kind who builds towns or the kind who breaks them.
Catherynne M. Valente