When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don't know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don't know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.

Someone had to be blamed. Someone had to die. (...) What you can't understand, you destroy.

I ran away one day. He was running in the same direction.

But you pashed Jonah Griggs and he's the leader of the enemy.

I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in. "He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.

The gods do make playthings of us ... but it is we mortals who provide them with the tools.

Oh, you've outdone me twice now, you queen of forgiveness. The ring's a promise of peace and I'm greedy with hope. It's a song that we sing in a tongue that we share. And though you say it's a gift from a king to a king, I say it's a sign from a queen to a queen.