Good. Evil. They're just words.

“Her face shimmered with a dusting of powder and rouge. She was wearing so many …”

“Daniel.” Luce gripped his shoulder. “What about the library you took me to? Rem…”

“...Love is the only thing worth fighting for- Daniel, to The Throne”

“Across the room, she heard a loud clatter. She looked up to see that Roland ahd…”