“And there's nothing wrong with being a lizard either. Unless you were born to be a hawk.”

“I stood up, knocking my chair back with a clatter. 'This is a waste of time.''Is it? What else do you have to do with your days? Make maps? Fetch inks for some old cartographer?''There's nothing wrong with being a mapmaker.''Of course not. And there's nothing wrong with being a lizard either. Unless you were born to be a hawk.”

“Thanks for being my best friend and making my life bearable. Oh, and sorry I fell in love with you for a while there.”

“Then the memory of the Darkling's kiss blew through me and rattled my concentration, scattering my thoughts like leaves and making my heart swoop and dive like a bird borne aloft by uncertain currents.”

“You're very welcome," she said, giving my hair a hard tug. "You should be used to being gawked at by now.""And yet I'm not.""Well, if it gets too bad, give me a signal, and I'll get up on the banquet table, toss my skirt over my head, and do a little dance. That way no one will be looking at you.”

“The woods were silent in their grief.”

“How did you fare with the Queen?" he asked."I have no idea," I said honestly. "Everything she said was perfectly nice, but the whole time she was looking at me as if I were something her dog spit up.”