“Alannah took a step back. “Brennus, are you intoxicated?”“I am King Brennus. I do not become intoxicated. I am intoxicating.”Alannah let out another giggle. “This is not like you. How much have you had?”Brennus leaned his shoulder against the wall. “Two, maybe three.”“Glasses?”“Bottles.”

“Alessa looked at Brennus giving him a smirk.“Brennus.”“Alessa.”“Still think that you are the God’s gift to all faeries?”“Still trying to convince yourself that I am not?” Brennus responded smirking arrogantly and leaning back in his chair.”

“Just when you think that maybe Brennus is running' out of crazy, he shows up with a brand new can of it... economy size.”

“Ye're na meant for a tepid existence, so maybe 'tis time ta leave da sandbox. Brennus”

“Far better it is for you to say: "I am a sinner," than to say: "I have no need of religion." The empty can be filled, but the self-intoxicated have no room for God.”

“I was filled with such a dangerous delicious intoxication that I could have walked straight off the steps into the air, climbing on the strength of my own drunkeness into the stars. And the intoxication, as I knew even then, was the recklessness of infinite possibility.”