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“So what are you really wearing?" The words left her mouth before she could consider them. She winced.
He didn't seem to mind; in fact, he flashed her one of his brief smiles. "And if I said nothing at all?"
"Then I would point out that sometimes, if you look at something out of the corner of your eye, you can see right through glamour," she returned.
That brought surprised laughter. "What a relief to us both then that I am actually wearing exactly what you saw me in this afternoon. Although one might point out that in that outfit, your last concern should be my modesty.”
― Holly Black, Tithe

“A mortal had woven it, a man who, having caught sight of the Seelie queen, had spent the remainder of his short life weaving depictions of her. He had died of starvation, raw, red fingers staining the final tapestry.”
― Holly Black, Tithe

“I know he has a consort he favors, though she is of low rank.”
― Holly Black

“I go to the table. The pixie regards me with her inkdrop-black eyes, like Tatterfell鈥檚. I notice the extra joint in her fingers as she reaches for an eggroll. 鈥淕o ahead,鈥� she says. 鈥淭here鈥檚 plenty. I used most of the hot mustard packets, though.鈥�

Roiben waits, watching me.

鈥淢ortal food,鈥� I say, in what I hope is a neutral way.

鈥淲e live alongside mortals, do we not?鈥� he asks me.

鈥淚 think she more than lives beside them,鈥� the pixie objects, looking at me.

鈥淵our pardon,鈥� he says, and waits. I realize they really expect me to eat something. I spear a dumpling with a single chopstick and stuff it into my mouth. 鈥淚t鈥檚 good.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“He steeples his long fingers. 鈥淪omeday, I will ask your king for a favor.鈥�

鈥淵ou want me to agree to something without even knowing what it is?鈥� I blurt out.

His stoic face gives little away. 鈥淣ow we understand each other exactly.鈥�

I nod. What choice do I have? 鈥淪omething of equal value,鈥� I clarify. 鈥淎nd within our power.鈥�

鈥淭his has been a most interesting meeting,鈥� Lord Roiben says with a small, inscrutable smile.

As I stand to leave, Kaye winks an inkdrop eye at me. 鈥淟uck, mortal.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince