Everything‟s fine,” I said, with a tight smile. “Kiyo was just giving me his latest explanation about how my son is a terror to be feared.” Dorian scoffed. “Little Thundro? A terror? Hardly, unless perhaps we‟re discussing diapers.

All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can't trust your own mind what can you trust?

This is politics. People in power never have to play by the same rules.

A gun. I had been brought down by a gun. It was practically comical. Cheaters, I thought.

Bringing children into it was just low, I decided. At least heʹd left puppies out.

But also... well, you and I will both be Lissa's gaurdians someday. I need to protect her at all cost. If a pack of Strogoi come, I need to throw my body between them and her." "I know that. Of course that's what you have to do." The black sparkles were dancing in front of my eyes again. I was fading out. "No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you.

For once, you're going to hear something that doesn't fit into your neat, compartmentalized world of order and logic and reason.