No," he said. "Relius was right and I was wrong. You are My Queen. Even though you cut my head from my shoulders, with my last breath as a noose tightens, to the last beat of my heart if I hang from the walls of the palace, you are My Queen. That I have failed you does not change my love for you or my loyalty.
Megan Whalen TurnerAre you badly hurt?" "Hideously," said the king, without sounding injured at all. "I am disemboweled. My insides may in an instant become my outsides as I stand here before you.
Megan Whalen TurnerAnyone who can steal the king's seal ring can manage the locks on his record room.
Megan Whalen TurnerThat is ridiculous," she said. The king agreed. "Like falling in love with a landslide. Only you could fail to notice.
Megan Whalen TurnerThe Magus must had eyes like a thief because he told Pol to stop and dismount to walk alongside me, one hand resting just above my knee ready to shake me if I fell asleep. He shook hard and resorted to pinching periodically.
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