He’s a war mage. They’re almost impossible to kill.” He scowled. “Even on purpose.

Mess with my weed again and I’ll be informing Daddy that there was an early casualty on the mission.” I saw him wince at my designation for Mircea and grinned.

Take them off!” I told him, grabbing the front of his jeans. “Take everything off!” “I’m trying!” “Try harder!

Prevarication, how divine! I always did get along better with sinners.

Think you can maybe not die for five minutes?" "I'll try,"I told him seriously. "You know, if anyone else said that, it would be funny.

You mean you let him talk to you like that and you aren't even getting any Man what a rip-off.

I was alive, they were not. Go Me. (Touch the Dark)