That's all this job is, Daine," she explained. "Trying to please everyone and pleasing no one. And it will only get worse, not better.

Goodwin scowled at her cup. "With all due respect, my lord, I hate it when you make sense.

I truly love our Code of Chivalry. We are taught that noblemen must take everything and say nothing. Noblemen must stand alone. Well, we're men, and men aren't born to stand alone.

We'll be chopped up before you can say 'King Maggot'.

Lord Raoul asked me to tell you that if you get yourself killed, he will never speak to you again.

You know, ogres only sound stupid. Most are pretty smart." "And it's a shallow person who judges anyone by the way they sound. I'm so shallow I'm surprised I don't reflect myself.

Why do you look like cheese, Beka?" Nestor asked me quietly. "We've got help." I was too flummoxed to tell him I hadn't expected help to come so fast. Miracles aren't for the likes of me, didn't Nestor know that? Only the nobility gets them.