The only way to get what you want is to make them more afraid of you than they are of each other.

More and more, there were no revelations, but simply the uncovering of truths long known but dimly remembered. Everything had been written long ago. There was nothing truly new in the world, but only the slow, circular march of time that revealed the old things once again.

Plus he was naturally lucky at cards. As Mam had always said, lucky at cards, or lucky at life. One or the other. Not both.

Fitch is on his way. He's coming after he blows up some wizards.

They were like two pieces of a failed star, drawn together by a shared history and a memory of illicit kisses.

Why aren't you dead?" Will demanded.

Jason settled back on the bench. 'I hate to break this to you, but as a rule, wizards are nasty people. They're powerful, capricious, ruthless, egotistical, used to getting their own way. That's being kind.