He whines, he complains, he ducks out of the most obvious responsibility. He is vain, petty and maddening, but he doesn't ever quit.

She's like a prisoner inside stone walls, and every day the walls get a little thicker, the doorways a little narrower.

From shadow queen to puppet queen in one rule. That's very impressive. When he rules your country and he tells you he loves you, I hope you believe him. At least that's one lie I didn't tell you.

Calf love doesn't usually survive amputation, Your Majesty.

I sometimes believe his lies are the truth, but I have never mistaken his truth for a lie.

The Thieves of Eddis don't have breaking points. We have flash points instead, like gunpowder.

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