““An absolute monarch who believes in free will, isn't that against the rules?" Onilwyn asked. "No," I said, my face buried against Adair's skin, "it's not. Not against my rules." My voice was beginning to drag with that edge of sleep. "I think I will like your rules," Onilwyn said and his voice, too, was growing heavy. "The rules, yes," Rhys said, "but the housework is a bitch.””
