She looked at him then, but his image blurred behind tears that swelled into her eyes. She must leave. She must leave this room, because she wanted to hit him, as she had sworn she never would do. She wanted to cause him pain for taking a place in her heart that she wouldn't have given him if she'd known the truth. "You lied to me," she said. She turned and ran from the room.

It hurt her eyes, almost, Ror City; and it didn't surprise her that Po should come from a place that shone.

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.

Location: Amsterdam, Where Fire Is Called "Vlam

And you may blame me for your feelings, but it isn't fair to blame me for how you've chosen to behave.

Sneaking was a kind of deceit. So was disguise. Just past midnight, wearing dark trousers and Fox's hood, the queen snuck out of her own rooms and stepped into a world of stories and lies.

Every configuration of people is an entirely new universe unto itself.