She knew he was angry, but she couldn't stop laughing. "Forgive me, Po. I was only trying to get your attention." "And I suppose it never occurs to you to start small. If I told you my roof needed rebuilding, you'd start by knocking down the house.

What man can hate or love well when he is drugged?

I've been afraid of being Cansrel,' she said aloud to her reflection. 'But I'm not Cansrel.' At her elbow, Musa said blandly, 'Any one of us could have told you that, Lady.' Fire looked at the captain of her guard and laughed, because she wasn't Cansrel- she wasn't anyone but herself. She had no one's path to follow; her path was her own to choose.

His last thought was that it hadn't been stupidity that had allowed his son to enchant him so easily with words. It had been love.

Some of the smartest men have a hard time comprehending the obvious.

And what was it about the dark that made her question things she’d never questioned before, in the day.

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.