The woman gestured to a seat and put on a patient face. An impatient sort of patient face, like an impatient face dressing up as a patient one for Halloween.

He smiled in a way that made me want to kiss him right on the spot. Or the lips. Whichever was closer.

She dismounted, grabbed Enna's hand so tightly that she drew blood with her fingernails, walked straight into the nearest cottage, and plopped down on a bed. Enna nodded to the startled cottage dwellers. It's the queen, you see," said Enna. "She's going to have a baby in your house. You don't mind?

If we're mad, we're mad in large numbers, at least larger than yours.

It was karma, it was kismet, it was magic. It doesn't matter how it happened, just that it did.

Finn leaped from his horse to greet Enna, and she entwined herself into him, their arms around each other, their faces close. Thoug they did not kiss, Rin thought that the way they looked at each other was even more intimate. 'Let's get married,' Enna was saying with yearning in her voice. 'Please, let's get married right now.' Finn put his face into her neck and whispered something that made her hum.

Enna leaned back her head and laughed at the sky. 'Of course he wasn't! Who could kill Razo?