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...
Go ahead. Insult me. His eyebrows go up. I don't take commands from mortals, he says with his customary cruel smile.
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.
The odd thing about ambition is this: You can acquire it like a fever, but it is not so easy to shed.
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.
Because you're like a story that hasn't happened yet. Because I want to see what you will do. I want to be part of the unfolding of the tale.
It's shocking, he says, as though he's giving me some great compliment. I know humans can lie, but to watch you do it is incredible. Do it again.