“He is bound to you,” said the Queen. “But does he love you?”

“The blood of Heaven binds you," said the Queen. "Blood calls to blood, under the skin. But love and blood are not the same.""Riddles," Clary said angrily. "Do you even mean anything when you talk like that?""He is bound to you," said the Queen. "But does he love you?”

“No," he said. "Relius was right and I was wrong. You are My Queen. Even though you cut my head from my shoulders, with my last breath as a noose tightens, to the last beat of my heart if I hang from the walls of the palace, you are My Queen. That I have failed you does not change my love for you or my loyalty.”

“Queen's knight," he said quietly. "To queen two." It was, he knew, a dangerous opening.”

“For now, Lady Queen," he said, "allow us to continue to obey you. But give us honorable instructions, Lady Queen," he said, turning a flushed face to hers. "Ask us to do honorable things, so that we may have the honor of obeying you.”

“Relius looked away. "He said that you...cried," he said softly."But not that he cried as well," said the queen, amused at the memory. "We were very lachrymose... would you like to hear more romance of the evening? He told me the Guard should be reduced by half, and I threw an ink jar at his head.""Is that when he cried?""He ducked," said Attolia dryly."I had not pictured you for a fishwife.""Lo, the transforming power of love.”