[ Her eyes narrow. It is such a temptation to snatch his words from his throat, stop him from using her name with such disgusting sincerity. It was a faerie trick, to twist tongues, to coax them in the same way in which she coaxed the brambling vines of her flowers to grow in new shapes. ]
no subject
He has a name, insolent as it is.
[ Haran, the mountaineer. ]