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.

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

Why be the sheep when you can be the wolf?

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

God's Teeth,' he says. 'I was only trying to wake you. You were crying out in your sleep.' 'I was not,' I say, then look from his neck to my knife. 'When I tried to wake you, you stabbed me.' He sounds sore put out. and I cannot blame him.

Are men truly such idiots that they cannot resist two orbs of flesh?