And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster.

Oh God," I said. "I'm Zmey's daughter. Zmey junior. Zmeyette, even.

But it's not the name I'd give to a conqueror of worlds... I would've gone with Thundro or Ragnor. I might just call him Thundro anyway.

All right," I managed to say, just before I crumpled to the floor. "Let's see what you've got.

You have an interesting set of morals," he observed. "Breaking out of jail is okay. But steal a car, and you sound totally outraged.

Nothing happened here, okay? None of this did.” His eyebrows rose. “Really? Because I could have sworn that something happened when my hand was between your—” “No!” - Dorian and Eugenie

Those who have to ask if faith is true are opening up a discussion they may not be ready for.