In the end, Leck should have stuck to his lies. For it was the truth he almost told that killed him.

It was a very hard thing to have crushed the heart, and the hopes, of a friend.

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.

For a group of people who claimed to be concerned for her safety, they did seem to have developed rather a habit of encouraging uprisings against monarchs.

Your horse is named Small. Yes. Mine is named Big. -Fire and Brigan

Sit, Your High Majestic Lord Princes," she said. She yanked a chair from the table and sat herself down. "You're in fine temper," Raffin said. "Your hair is blue," Katsa snapped back.

I'm afraid of plenty of things," he said. "I just do them anyway.