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His forehead was covered by wrinkles brought on by a lot of sun and too much frowning.

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Megan Whalen Turner
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Frowning
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Foreheads
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Covered
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Sun
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Why did you come if not to murder my king? I came to steal his magus. You can't, said the magus in question. I can steal anything, Eugenides corrected him, even with one hand.
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I'm dying of boredom. Or maybe just dying.
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But there are other words for privacy and independence. They are isolation and loneliness.
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As a ten-year-old boy, the Thief of Eddis could stop a grown man in his tracks with a single look. Where had that look gone?
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Tell me a story then...keep me occupied. A story?...What makes you think I can tell a story? Insight, said the king, Go on.
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Why didn't you tell me to take Attolia's advice from the beginning? I thought you should figure it out. What you learn for yourself, you will know forever, said Eugenides. Pol used to say that, said Sounis, surprised. I learned it from him. I just wish to my god that I had his patience for the process.
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Ah, said the magus, understanding at once. I see that he means to be prepared if he meets him again. Surely that's unlikely, said Sounis. I don't think unlikely means to him what it does to the rest of us, said the magus.
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He didn't marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.
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Today, she had yielded the sovereignty of her country to Eugenides, who had given up everything he had ever hoped for, to be her King.
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In the afternoon, the king and queen sat to hear the business of their kingdom. At least, the queen sat to hear the business Costis was still not sure what the king was doing.
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Who am I, that you should love me? You are My Queen, said Eugenides. She sat perfectly still, looking at him without moving as his words dropped like water into dry earth. Do you believe me? he asked. Yes, she answered. Do you love me? Yes. I love you. And she believed him.
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One of us might be assassinated and then my heir will be king. Don't give up hope just because chances are slim. For the assassination or the heir, your majesty?
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Is that what the wine is for? To help you think? Oh, the wine. The wine, Costis, is to help hide the truth. It doesn't work. It never has, but I try it every once in a while just in case something in the nature of the wine might have changed.
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You're awake, he said. Phresine is not, pointed out the queen. Oh? You gave her lethium. She gave it to me first.
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That is ridiculous, she said. The king agreed. Like falling in love with a landslide. Only you could fail to notice.
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I grieved, but a part of me felt a lightening of a burden that I had carried all my life: that I could never be worthy of them, that I would always disappoint or fail them. As an unknown slave in the fields of the baron, I knew the worst was over. I had failed them. At least I could not do so again
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