»And what did you do, Matthias? What did you do to me in you dreams?« »Everything,« he said, as he turned to go, »Everything.«

They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea.

»Greed is your god, Kaz.« He almost laughed at that. »No, Inej. Greed bows to me. It is my servant and my lever.«

»You heard Prince Perfect,« Mal said, and joined us at the table. Nikolai grinned. »I've had a lot of nicknames, but that one is easily the most accurate.«

Nina just liked to flirt with everything. He’d once seen her make eyes at a pair of shoes she fancied in a shop window.

»Watch yourself, Nikolai,« Mal said softly. »Princes bleed just like other men.« Nikolai plucked an invisible piece of dust from his sleeve. »Yes,« he said. »They just do it in better clothes.«

»I can hear the change in Kaz's breathing when he looks at you.« »You... you can?" »It catches every time, like he's never seen you before.«

»The problem with wanting,« he whispered, his mouth trailing along my jaw until it hovered over my lips, »is that it makes us weak.«

Kaz rolled his eyes. »The easiest way to steal a man’s wallet is to tell him you’re going to steal his watch. You take his attention and direct it where you want it to go.«

»Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart. You cannot protect yourself from suffering. To live is to grieve. You are not protecting yourself by shutting yourself off from the world. You are limiting yourself.«

»It's not natural for women to fight.« »It's not natural for someone to be as stupid as he is tall, and yet there you stand.«

»That's a good fellow,« Sturmhond said to Ivan. »Now, I'll take the prisoner back to her quarters, and you can run off and do . . . whatever it is you do when everyone else is working.« Ivan scowled. »I don't think—« »Clearly. Why start now?«

»Oh, I see. I'm the wicked Grisha seductress. I have beguiled you with my Grisha wiles!« She poked him in the chest. »Stop that.« »No. I'm beguiling you.«

»There is something more powerful than any army. Something strong enough to topple kings, and even Darklings. Do you know what that thing is?« I shook my head, inching away from him. »Faith,« he breathed, his black eyes wild. »Faith.«

»You love trickery.« »I love puzzles. Trickery is just my native tongue.«

»Did you tell him, Alina? Does the boy know how willing you were to give yourself to me? Did you tell him what I showed you in the dark?« A wave of shame rushed through me and the glowing light faltered. The Darkling laughed.

»I'm a business man,« he'd told her. »No more, no less.« »You're a thief, Kaz.« »Isn't that what I just said?«

»I may not have been completely honest about that.« »You? Less than truthful? I'm shocked, Nikolai. Shocked and horrified.«

»Geels looked at Kaz as if he was finally seeing him for the first time. The boy he’d been talking to had been cocky, reckless, easily amused. Now the monster was here, dead-eyed and unafraid. Kaz Brekker was gone, and Dirtyhands had come to see the rough work done.«

»Do you answer a question directly?« »Hard to say. Ah, there, I've done it again.«