But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.

“She didn't let herself finish that thought, though crippling nausea gripped her…”

“I name you Elentiya." She kissed the assassin's brow. "I give you this name to …”

“Perhaps you should consider your difficulty in getting past Wendlyn's naval def…”

“Please don't go."He let out an uneven breath. "You'll be fine without me. You a…”