“Ah," said the magus, understanding at once. "I see that he means to be prepared if he meets him again.""Surely that's unlikely," said Sounis."I don't think unlikely means to him what it does to the rest of us," said the magus.”

“Eschewing ceremony, Eugenides said, "You shot the ambassador?""You gave me the gun," protested Sounis."I didn't mean for you to shoot the ambassador with it!" Eugenides told him."Oh, how our carefully laid plans go astray," murmured the magus."You shut up!" said Gen, laughing.”

“Ridiculous to think what indignities I would suffer in silence, if I knew that I was to be rewarded with an oversize bucket of hot water," the magus said as he settled into the bath the servants had filled for him.”

“He looked at their shabby clothes in puzzlement.“We were traveling anonymously for safety—” explained the magus.“But surely—”“—and then we were robbed on the road.”“Ah,” said the king, “the danger in being anonymous.”

“Why did you come if not to murder my king?""I came to steal his magus.""You can't," said the magus in question."I can steal anything," Eugenides corrected him, "even with one hand.”

“I was not so comfortable with my new authority that I could say 'We eat the chicken now!' but the magus had seen that I was considering it..."My purse is full enough," said the magus, "to keep you supplied with roast chickens.""So, so, so," I said. "We know who the power behind the throne is," and the magus laughed."You eat more than Gen did after prison," he said."I have more sympathy with him all the time. Are you going to finish that drumstick?" I asked."I am. Stop staring at it.”