A kiss for luck, demoiselle?" It is a magnificent, lusty kiss and I feel nothing but deep regret that it may be his last. Just before he pulls away, he whispers in my ear. "Duval said to give you that should I get a chance. It is from him.

Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts.

Tis Vanth's cage. You can just move it out of the way." "I already have," he grumbles. "With my shin.

Why be the sheep when you can be the wolf?

He smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.

His divine spark lives within me, a presence that will never leave. And I am but one of many tools He has at His disposal. If I cannot act - if I refuse to act - that is a choice I am allowed to make. He has given me life, and all I must do to serve Him is to live. Fully and with my whole heart. With this knowledge comes a true understanding of all the gifts He has given me.

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