Paul and Julian spend the morning together.
“They'll have to make a few surgical incisions, of course.” With a single finger of each hand, Tsurumi traced two lines, one across each side of Ogata's face, from the corner of his warped jaw to the centre of his cheek. “You'll still look fetching as ever, I'm sure.”
Following a public display of unity, a private display of unity.
"A little humility would be in order."
Ding Rong should have suspected scheming the moment he saw Wang Zhi in red.
It's not so hard, making time for one another, provided you're flexible.
William Gibson has a past, but Cornelius Hickey has a future.
Jonathan was much the happier, being mourned by one king and loved by two, and do not the loves and griefs of kings exceed those of other men?
Or, capture and death.
Xue Ling should rightly leave it be. But: Sui da-ge had brought the magistrate here so he wouldn't be hurt, and he seems prone to injuring himself more than anything.