We know it's all just daydreaming. In all likelihood, no one in this forest'll ever get a javelin, and I'll never see my mother's kingdom again, let alone be hailed by crowds as the jewel of Kildenree. Maybe it's vain to wish for it. But sometimes, it'd be nice just to hold something real in your hands that felt like a measure of your worth. Right Finn?

I'm the sheen on water, Rin thought. I'm a looking glass. I'm not real.

He had a dashing smile. It nearly dashed right off his face.

For Colin Firth: You're a really great guy, but I'm married, so I think we should just be friends.

You're better than seven years of food. You're better than windows. You're even better than the sky.

All I've ever wanted was to be near you.

Will you accompany me in this dance?” he said, bowing and holding out his hand. “No, thank you.” Miri smiled. The prince frowned and looked and the chief delegate as if for assistance. Miri laughed self consciously. “I, uh, I was teasing.