<blockquote>It was hard to believe that Kamet had once pitied the queen of Attolia, or seen in her a kindred spirit, someone whose choices were being whittled away one by one. She didn’t wait to be given choices. She wrested them from fate and the gods with her own two hands. And in doing so, she had--quite inadvertently, Kamet was sure--given him one as well.</blockquote>
➤ probably I would be helped if I could remember anything at all about Kamet's existence from the books, but oh well, good fic anyway
