The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.

I turned to leave and paused before the gap in the ruined wall. "One last thing, Your Majesty. I'd like a name I can put into my report, something shorter than typing out 'The Leader of the Southern Shapechanger Faction.' What should I call you?" "Lord." I rolled my eyes. He shrugged. "It's short.

Next to me, Saiman smiled. "We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.

He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...

Aha," Andrea said. "I'm going to ignore that you just referred to yourself as 'sugar woogums'.

All men are liars. All women are liars, too.

You call that evening the odds? You demolished them." Demolished. He liked that. "I left you one." "I noticed." "I promised to share," he told her. "Manners are very important in the Weird. Lying would be quite impolite.