“Your mother would make an excellent interrogator.”

“How was lunch?" she asked, watching, me bound up the stairs. "The soup was excellent." I called over my shoulder, knowing she wasn't inquiring about the food.”

“He took another steps backward, right into the horse of the Cokyrian soldier we had avoided earlier, bouncing off to land gracelessly upon the ground on his rear end. He stared up at the woman, making no attempt to stand. "Your horse is very solid," he slurred. "Congratultions on having such a fine mount.”

“Narian would not attack on Christmas.”

“She would give up her husband to regain her son.”

“At some point the choice you will face is whether to carry out your duties or live your life”

“Your not God, Steldor.”