She wanted to cause him pain for taking a place in her heart she wouldn't have given him if she'd known the truth.

Lady Katsa, is it?" "Yes, Lord Prince." "I've heard you have one eye green as the Middluns grasses, and the other eye blue as the sky." "Yes, Lord Prince." "I've heard you can kill a man with the nail of your smallest finger." She smiled. "Yes, Lord Prince." "Does it make it easier?" "I don't understand you." "To have beautiful eyes. Does it lighten the burden of your Grace, to know you have beautiful eyes?

...you could not measure love on a scale of degrees, and now she understood that it was the same with pain. Pain might escalate upward and, just when you thought you'd reach your limit, begin to spread sideways, and spill out, and touch other people, and mix with their pain. And grow larger, but somehow less oppressive. She had thought herself trapped in a place outside the ordinary feeling lives of people; she had not noticed how many other people were trapped in that place with her.

He made her drunk, this man made her drunk; and every time his eyes flashed into hers she could not breathe.

If he touches you, I'll come in and choke him to death.

It seems better to me for a child to have these skills and never use them, than not have them and one day need them," she said.

Still doing your best to ruin the horses, I see.