Quote by G.A. Aiken
““A small fireball hit him in the face. He again looked at his sister, smoke still curling out from her human nostrils. "What brat?" "I said she'll want to return to her men as soon as she can." "I know." His sister smiled up at him. "And will you be ready for that, idiot?" "It's Lord Idiot to you." Fearghus rested his head on his crossed forearms. "And yes, brat. I will be.””
