“Two thrones - one made of pure, shimmering silver, the other of gold. Hungry red flames devouring them both. A roaring lion, and finally a blade plunged into a stone heart. Darker than any shadow, darker than any night.” - pg 153
“‘Is it strange that I missed how you constantly irritate me?’
‘You must have had too much to drink if you’re claiming you missed me.’
‘I did miss you.’” - pg. 157
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