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266 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2014



“I suppose I will have to find a way to save your life, then, if such an embrace is to be the reward for it.”
But the man only shook his head and said. his voice disapproving, " I'd never have thought the prince was so desperate as to employ women in his army. A shame is what it is."
"In my world," said Posy, "authors write stories, and the characters do whatever the author tells them. It's not like this--the characters don't have minds and lives of their own."
"How do you know this?" was Caris' surprising reply. The corner of her mouth turned up in a playful smile. "You do not see the characters when the pages of the book are shut. Is there never a time when you read a book for the second time and you notice something that you didn't remember from the first time? Or hear a story told, and every time it is told it grows and changes in the telling? Change is the nature of everything."
"I wrote you, you are mine," it continued, its voice as hard as its diamond eyes. "But I do not write everything you do and think. I do not write every decision you make. Not because I cannot--but because I will not. Perhaps someday, when you are a father, Prince, you will understand how empty is your heart if your child is a hollow toy that you can move where you will him to be.