"The curse is broken. The king is returned."He's every bit as terrifying as any serpent.I don't care. I run into his arms.Cardan's fingers dig into my back. He's trembling, and whether it is from ebbing magic or horro, I am not sure. But he holds me as though I am the only solid thing in the world."

"Cardan looks at me as though he's never seen me before. He looks at me as though no one has ever spoken to him like this. Maybe no one has."

"My sweet nemesis , how glad I am that you returned"

"What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear."

"Get down here before you’re recognized.” “Playing hide-and-seek under the table? Crouching in the dirt? Typical of your kind, but far beneath my dignity.” He laughs unsteadily, like he expects I am going to laugh, too. I don’t. I ball up my fist and punch him in the stomach, right where I know it will hurt. He staggers to his knees. The goblet drops to the dirt, making a hollow clanking sound. “Ow!” he shouts, and lets me tug him under the table."

"I have lied and I have betrayed and I have triumphed. If only there was someone to congratulate me."

"Let's have a toast. To the incompetence of our enemies."

"Father, I am what you made me. I’ve become your daughter after all."

"Algunos entre nosotros no encuentran a los mortales hermosos. De hecho, algunos de ustedes podrían jurar que Jude es poco atractiva.Pero yo creo que es sólo que su belleza es... única. Enloquecedora. Alarmante. Angustiante."

"It feels like a geas. It has all the sinister pleasure of sneaking out of the house, all the revolting satisfaction of stealing. It reminds me of the moment before I slammed a blade through my hand, amazed at my own capacity for self-betrayal."