“But I killed you,” Alyss said. “Did you?” Red turned to The Cat. “Why wasn’t I informed?” SaidRedCat Author:Frank Beddor
“Redd's face contorted with a sudden realization. "How could I have been so stupid?" The Cat was trying to decide if this was a rhetorical question when she roared, "It's a construct!" With a dismiissive swing of Redd's arm, Alyss and her army began to shimmer, the billon points of engery that formed them monentarily visible before exploding apart into nothing. Redd scoped the queendom with her imagination's eye. "Where are you, Alyss? Where is my dear little niece?” IfsTryingLittlesHas BeensEyeFacesImaginationStupidArmsCatArmyDearRealizationVisibleSwingsConstructsExplodingNieceRhetoricalShimmerRhetorical QuestionSudden Realization Author:Frank Beddor
“The queen is head. Long live the queen...me." The platoon of renegade soldiers cheered. Redd kicked The Cat where he lay on the floor, tongue lolling in his mouth, the picture of death. "Get up! You still have seven more lives." The Cat's eyes fluttered open. Find Alyss and kill her." With a wave of her hand, the looking glass was once again whole. The Cate jumped through, in prosuit of the only living Heart besides Redd.” HeartLongStillsWholeHandsEyeMouthsCatLaysSevenSoldierGlassesWaveTongueGet UpQueensRenegades Author:Frank Beddor
“Dodge," Alyss said, putting a hand to the parrallel scars on his cheek, that brand left so long ago by The Cat. She pressed her lips against each of them--four delicate kisses. When she pulled away, he was smiling.” LongSaidHandsLeftFourKissingCatLipsBrandsScarDelicateCheeksLong AgoDodge Author:Frank Beddor
“Without a twich of exertion, Redd sealed his lips with glue. "Who wants to kill him?" The Cat raised a paw. Siren and Alistare raised their hands. "Mmmmmm mmm mmm," protested Jack.” WantHandsCatRaisedLipsGlueExertionPawsSirens Author:Frank Beddor
“Redd turned to her assassins. "What is it I always say?" The Cat, Sacrenoir, and the others bandied uncertain glances about. "Don’t be stupid?" ventured Alistaire. "I should kill you now?" offered The Cat. "Do I have to murder everyone myself?" tried Siren. "No, idiots! When in doubt, go for the head. That’s what I always say.” ShouldDoubtStupidCatMurderIdiotUncertainGlancesAssassinsWhen In DoubtSirens Author:Frank Beddor
“What am I to do with you?" Redd asked. "M-maybe you could-" Jack began. The Cat raised a paw. "I know." "It was a rhetorical question, fools! You don't answer it! Since when do I need help making anyone suffer?” KnowsNeedsHelpingSufferingAnswersFoolCatRaisedNeed HelpPawsRhetoricalRhetorical Question Author:Frank Beddor
