His name was Death. It was pronounced to rhyme with "teeth", but Bitterblue liked to mispronounce it by accident on occassion.

Lady Queen," he said, "You've given me all I want. You're the queen a librarian dreams of.

Katsa and Po were trying to drown each other and, judging from their hoots of laughter, enjoying it immensely.

She would like to restrain from cruelty and receive no admiration for it.

You can't help whom you love, Lady. Nor can you know what it's liable to cause you to do.

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.

I’m bored to death. Perhaps I should pillage one of my neighbors for my own amusement. It seems to work for Drowden.