There is no more efficient prison than that.

It requires no guards, because the prisoner guards herself, and she does it out of the finest thing about her.

Ottavia had understood that perfectly.

It was, I think, the part of the whole scheme I hated most — not the beatings, not the theft, but the cold intelligence that had looked at a devoted daughter and seen, in her devotion, the perfect leash.

Chapter 12 — The Same Trap

I understood their plan for me exactly now.