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272 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 2006
"What happened next took only a split second, yet it seemed like an eternity. The cloaked man threw a knife into the party of dancers, with an aim so swift and deadly that it had to be expert. It flew over Bria’s shoulder, missing her by a hairbreadth, and embedded itself in the chest of the young Prince. Bria screamed, and the hall erupted in chaos."
"King Soltran stared at Qiturah, weariness etched into his features. “Are you certain?” “I assure you I could never invent such a story. I have examined the acrobat myself, and…” Qiturah pursed her lips. “Your Majesty, he is not a boy at all. The person lying in that room downstairs is unquestionably female.” She was still astonished by the discovery."
“There’s a difference between looking like a woman and looking like a harlot.”
"You were right. And now I’m sick and you’re being so nice…”
"People just don’t have that kind of respect for a woman. If the assassin who killed your brother ever found out, he might think you’re not well guarded after all and make another attempt on your life."
"Part of her was glad that the King had ordered the marriage. If Kumire was going to take advantage of her little sister he should be held responsible."
"Fickett gave an angry snort and brushed past the newlyweds. He paused near his son’s ear, and Talon was standing just close enough to hear his words. “As of this moment, we go back to the beginning.”
“And, Talon,” he added, “if I ever doubt your devotion to the Princess again, you have the King’s permission to knock some sense into his royal head.”
"An excellent bit of deduction, boy.”