The Lord of Rags and Tatters.

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.

It isn't deep," the Eddisian Ambassador said from the other side of the bed. He was leaning over the wound, looking critical and mildly disappointed. Eugenides didn't miss a beat. "It is...too...deep!" he insisted, outraged.

Then come out," said the king, helping him, "knowing you'll never die of a fall unless the god himself drops you.

The Lord of Rags and Tatters.

Today, she had yielded the sovereignty of her country to Eugenides, who had given up everything he had ever hoped for, to be her King.

I wanted Ambiades to understand that I considered myself a hierarchy of one.