"What do you know of me, my quarrel with Bartholomew, your own kingdom? My cheeks swell with just how many lies you've filled my mouth with, and I taste dirt. Dirt and worms, the lot of it."
-Bartholomew Seelie
"What do you know of me, my quarrel with Bartholomew, your own kingdom? My cheeks swell with just how many lies you've filled my mouth with, and I taste dirt. Dirt and worms, the lot of it."
-Bartholomew Seelie