It’s a terrible thing to limp along the sides of a life you once ran through.

You hold a lioness in your arms, little witch. Someone’s sky; another’s earth; and a third’s star. Blood, skin, and breath in one.

...politics is a game every king must play and secrets are the best defense we have.

Women always have a little more strength than they believe, even when lying on the ground at the seeming end of their endurance. Find that extra strength and push.

Damn them all, my love. Your future is your own. Destiny is for the weak. The strong make their own futures, and you were born with a sword for a spine.