A King Who Trusts No Man Is

I Hope This Means You'll Quit Asking Me To Kill You. It Gives Me Indigestion.

Mine. He Was Mine, And Not Even Death Would Take Him From Me—not If I Could Help It.

Over The Years, She'd Learned Not To Question Him To Closely—mostly Because He Wouldn't Answer Her.

Wizards Don't All Look Alike.

You Don’t Have The Courage Of A Half-bred Mongrel.