Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.
Vivi is right; it cost me something to be the way I am. But I do not know what. And I don't know if I can get it back. I don't even know if I want it.
Yes, my great villan, my darling god. I will be as sober as a stone carving, just as soon as I can
Go ahead. Insult me. His eyebrows go up. I don't take commands from mortals, he says with his customary cruel smile.
Cardan grins at me as though we've been great friends all our lives. I forgot how charming he can be--and how dangerous that is.
Nicasia's wrong about me. I don't desire to do as well in the tournament as one of the fey. I want to win. I do not yearn to be their equal. In my heart, I yearn to best them.
I'm not a monster, I'd told her, back when I said I would never hurt Oak. But maybe being a monster was my calling.
The odd thing about ambition is this: You can acquire it like a fever, but it is not so easy to shed.
What they don't realize is this: Yes, they frighten me, but I have always been scared, since the day I got here. I was raised by a man who murdered my parents, reared in a land of monsters. I live wit...
I think of Madoc, dozing away upstairs, all his dreams of murder. I think of Oriana and Oak being forced apart for years. I think of Cardan and how he will hate me. I think of what it means to make my...
I wasn't kind, Jude. Not to many people. Not to you. I wasn't sure if I wanted you or if I wanted you gone from my sight so that I would stop feeling as I did, which made me even more unkind. But when...