The lies we tell for love, he thought. May the gods forgive me.

“Jaime watched her eyes. Pretty eyes, he thought, and calm.”

“There's a funny fool. I have a riddle for you, Shagwell. Why do you care if she…”

“Resultaba curioso que, a veces, los ojos inocentes de un niño vieran cosas que …”

“Keep walking. If I look back I am lost.”