What mortal knew the way their fate line would run?
Unless the perfidious wolves have the temerity to disobey the High King's plans, we should meet Shalhassan's forces by the Latham in mid-wood with the wolves between us. If they aren't,' Diarmuid concluded, 'we blame anyone and everything except the plan.
Men made wagers with their judgment, their allegiances, their resources.
I will not say I am sorry, but I can tell you that I grieve.
You'd never killed anyone. Then you had.
Ice is for death and endings.