"It's entirely possible our frustration amuses our captor. It wouldn't be the first I've heard of it." ... The first she remembers, however? That's a different story. But one for another time, by another narrator other than herself.

She closes the book in her hands with a snapping sound and tucks it back onto the shelf. All these books, designed to entertain and dazzle... her mind drifts back to Ebalon's note.

"I don't know about you, but I have no desire to be entertainment."