[Suzerain of Sheol]

"And do you make your living in secrets? You're frightfully good at keeping them." Suzerain sits himself next to her, just far enough toward the end that no one will likely disturb them on that end, with enough room on the other side for Sir Demo, if he deigns to join them.

"Of course," he adds, "it's all part of the vogue for tonight, isn't it? And these nights to come. Such mysterious flair, such intriguing duplicity. What do you suppose it says about our kind that we hold this as the highest standard of our contentment, lying to each other in a grand descent of self-delusion?"