The Palace of Glass

“You’re not very loyal,” Isaac said as Alice took his hand.

“Loyalty,” Ashes sniffed, “is for dogs. Cats have better sense.”

The more he didn’t know, she reasoned, the easier he would be to fool.

Of course, where magic is involved, appearances don’t mean much.

I must say, you are the least unintelligent human I have ever met.

“Well?” the cat said. “Are we going to walk all the way there?”

“You’re going to get fat if you keep being so lazy.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing. For cats, being fat that just means that you’re winning.”