I am sorry,' he whispers. 'I am sorry I treated you so ill. I thought only to protect Duval.' 'It was not I who was poisoning him,' I say. 'No, but you had stolen his heart and I was afraid you would rip it from his chest when you left.

If you are not careful, soon you will have men locking themselves in dungeons so that you can rescue them.

We are all of us, gods and mortals, made up of many pieces, some of them broken, some of them scarred, but none of them the total sum of who we are.

I never skulk, and lurk only sometimes.

Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours.

You are not my nursemaid. Remember, I am rescuing you.

Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power to conquer them both.