When we opened the doors, we saw that the entire room was scorched black and you were on the floor possibly dead, surrounded by broken glass. Window glass is expensive, you realize that?" "Yes, Your Majesty," he said meekly.

If I am the pawn of the gods, it is because they know me so well, not because they make my mind up for me.

One of us might be assassinated and then my heir will be king. Don't give up hope just because chances are slim." "For the assassination or the heir, your majesty?

I didn't really care much about anything, so I guess I felt fine.

Who knows but that you will get up to find that the world has inverted itself yet again?

Were you lying?" "I never lie," he said piously. "About what?" "The sand, the snake." For a young man who never lied, he seemed surprisingly unoffended by the question.

The Lord of Rags and Tatters.