“The gods listen, Rain. Put a thought out there often enough, and they'll think it's what you want.”

“Wanting love is not selfish, Rain. We're all born missing the connections that make us complete.”

“You but winnowed out those who have made their pride a funeral shroud." Jaren met Rain's eyes. "Our world has changed, Feyreisen. I have watched great Fey cities die, seen our forests fade back into desert, and listened to my shei'tani weep for the children her womb will not bear. It seems to me when the ways of the past lead only to death, then change is the only hope for life.”

“Do you love me, Rain?""More than I knew it was possible to love. All the stars will fall from the heavens before I ever stop.”

“Those screams had been growing steadily louder, as the torture masters of Eld worked their way down the line of new prisoners. A few chimes ago, however, the screams had fallen mysteriously silent."Do you think the torture masters have tired themselves out?" Gaelen pondered with black humor."More likely, we're next, and they've just gone to sharpen their blades," Tajik said. Locked up in the room with them, Farel gave a grunting laugh of amusement. "Could be. They've been using them enough.""You know," Gil announced, "as rescues go, I have to say this one pretty much scorches rultshart turds.”

“Bel jumped to his feet, rubbing his wrists where the shel'dor piercings had chafed. "All right, kem'jetos. First we save Rain and Ellysetta, then we kick some Elden ass.”

“Come to think of it, Your Majesty, I believe I must still be growing. Either that, or you are shrinking.”