Lying to yourself is easy, too. I know. It's much harder to stay and deal with consequences.

Poisoned, pursued and living with a psychopath. Not what I would consider the good life. Death has its perks.

Ah, Kerry. You've found your heart. Who is she?" ... "A healer, but she's... gone.

Nothing says you care for me better than offering to torture my enemies." He grinned. "No sense doing things halfhearted. And to think, some girls have to endure listening to poetry.

Unfortunately, diplomacy was a dance I needed to learn.

You asked how I can be so calm. I don't have time not to be. I would like to grieve and worry and carry on, but that doesn't achieve results.

His words sliced through my heart, cutting it into little pathetic pieces.