“I always knew youIn your mothers armsI have called your nameI have an ideaPlaced in your mindTo be a better manI've made a crown for youPut it in your roomAnd when the bridegroom comesThere will be noiseThere will be gladAnd a perfect bedAnd when you write a poemI know the wordsI know the soundsBefore you write it downWhen you wear your clothesI wear them tooI wear your shoesAnd your jacket tooI always knew youIn your mothers armsI have called you sonI've made amendsBetween father and sonOr, if you haven't oneRest in my armsSleep in my bedThere's a designTo what I did and said ”

“I am your moon and your moonlight tooI am your flower garden and your water tooI have come all this way, eager for youWithout shoes or shawlI want you to laughTo kill all your worriesTo love youTo nourish you.”

“As long as you are wearing a hat made out of shingles, you’ll always have a roof over your head.”

“No matter what you wear... to me, you will always have diamonds on the soles of your shoes.”

“But why me?Because, idiot, you... are funny and smart and you have a giant heart that you can't even pretend to hide. And you love your friends and your mum, and you held my hand and made me sing when I was so scared I thought I was going to die. I knew you understood, right from the beginning, this thing inside, the stuff in your head that you need to make real. You get that.... And you wear stupid Superman pyjamas without any irony, and your face lights up when you talk about the movies you love.... And... you protect my dwarf. You always have her back. And you have a dimple when you smile that's so cute I almost died the first time I saw it.”

“Do you really want to know why you lost?” I asked.“Do you really have an answer?” he countered.“You need to get off your horse and run with your men. You don’t have the stamina for a long fight. And find a lighter sword.”“But it was my uncle’s.”“You’re not your uncle.”“But I’m the King, and this is the King’s sword,” Cahil said. His brows creased together. He seemed confused.“So wear it to your coronation,” I said. “If you use it in battle, you’ll be wearing it to your funeral,” I said.”