After failing to find anything at library (by which, of course, I mean ‘anything that spells the matter out for her in succinct terms,’ because apparently clues are too hard for this girl), Cally decides to play billiards.  She assumes that she’ll be able to pick up the game in a snap, and she loses…

The next morning, Chaol bursts into her room and Cally comes up swinging a candlestick.  In spite of the fact that every other instance had her lazing about like a spoiled cat.  There’s no real rhyme or reason to the difference.  One day she does X, the next day she does Y.  Y?  Just because.…

She didn’t fear the night, though she found little comfort in its dark hours. It was just the time when she slept, the time when she stalked and killed, the time when the stars emerged with glittering beauty and made her feel wonderfully small and insignificant. The time when she has frightful nightmares about her…

So, last chapter, Nox fell and Cally jumped off the wall to catch him with nothing but a rope around her middle to stop her own fall. So, so many things wrong with that statement. First of all, it’s dubious whether or not she could catch him, since Nox was already falling when she jumped,…

She’d been willing to apologize to Chaol when he found her sparring with Nehemia that afternoon, but his behavior … She paced through her rooms. He had more important things to do than guard the world’s most famous criminal, did he? She didn’t enjoy being cruel, but … hadn’t he deserved it? Just to recap…