“How is it that you know how to befriend wild faerie dogs and ferret out Words of Power, yet you missed one of the fundamental rules of dryadology---namely, not cutting wicked kings out of trees."
"I've learned my lesson, thank you," I snapped. "Should you end up trapped in one, I won't let you out."
"You shall have to. I know you too well, Em. You could never survive without having someone around to snarl at.”