When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.

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?

I'd like to restrain from cruelity and not be thanked." ~ Katsa

At least her last words to him had been words of love. But she wished she'd told him just how much she loved him. How much she had to thank him for, how many good things he had done. She hadn't told him nearly enough.

Do you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it.

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

Perhaps I can stay by the fire and mend your socks and scream if I hear any strange noises.