Kai cleared his throat. Stood straighter. "I assume you are going to the ball?" "I-I don't know. I mean, no. No, I'm sorry, I'm not going to the ball." Kai drew back, confused. "Oh well...but...maybe you would change your mind? Because I am, you know." "The prince." "Not bragging," he said quickly. "Just a fact.

Little Red was a tender young morsel, and the wolf knew she would be even tastier than the old woman.

A captain always knows where his ship is. It's like a psychic bond." "If only we had a captain here.

Keep your head in the clouds and your hands on the keyboard.

I think it was hiding a princess.

If you honestly believe that," said Thorne, stowing the gun again, "then you really don't recognize true value when you see it.

Emilie. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.