Raoul: Age And Treachery! Neal:

Oakbridge Did His Work With Dramatics And Prophecies That All Would Go Horribly Awry. Having Dealt With Him Over Midwinter, Kel Wondered Why The Man Hadn’t Died Of A Heart Attack. Instead He Seemed To Thrive On Disaster And Finding People Seated In The Wrong Places.

Feelings, She Learned, Were Hard To Fight. She Treasured His Smiles And Compliments And Tried Not To Dwell On The Fact That He Gave This Things To His Friend Kel. His Dreamy-eyed Gazes, Poems, And Fits Of Passionate Melancholy Were For Uline. It Was Hard Not To Resent The Older Girl.

Why Does This Mean So Much To You, Jon?" The Prince Turned. "because He's My Friend. Because I Always Know Where He Stands, And Where I Stand With Him. Because I Think He'd Die For Me And--and I Think I'd Die For Him. Is That Enough?

Haven’t You Ever Noticed That People Who Win Say It’s Because The Gods Know They Are In The Right, But If They Lose, It Wasn’t The Gods Who Declared Them Wrong? Their Opponent Cheated, Or Their Equipment Was Bad.

Without Patience, Magic Would Be Undiscovered - In Rushing Everything, We Would Never Hear Its Whisper Inside.