Nodding, Cery strode to the door and stepped through. Though the burly guards eyes him suspiciously, Cery smiled back. Never make enemies of someone's lackeys, his father had taught him. Better still, make them like you a lot.



Great. She shook her head. Not only am I having conversations with myself, but now I'm refusing to talk to me. This has got to be the first sign of madness.

There's always a bit of truth in each rumour, the trouble is finding out which bit. - Tayend

Unquestioning obedience is for slaves, the uneducated and the pathetic.

Mortals did not need gods to order them to kill eachother. They were quite capable of finding reasons to do so themselves.

So what were you [Sonea] and Dorrien discussing before?' Akkarin asked. She turned to regard him. 'Discussing?' 'Outside the farmhouse when I was buying the food.' 'Oh. Then. Nothing.' He smiled and nodded. 'Nothing. Amazing subject, that one. Produces such fascinating reactions in people.

Akkarin: I watched the first woman I loved die. I dont think I can survive losing the second. Sonea: I love you too.