“I’m not the saving the city because it is good,” she said carefully. Nor am I saving the city because i am good. I want it safe because I wish to be safe. I want it safe because safety is always what is deserved, goodness or wickedness alike.” And if Julitte didn’t do it who would? She sat up here on a throne crusted and silver and dusted with opim powder. If she didn’t use her birthright to offer protection where she could, what was the point?”
