Perfection Learning Corporation

The Cruel Prince

If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse. 

In Faerie, there are no fish sticks, no ketchup, no television.

I want to win. I do not yearn to be their equal. 

"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?"

 Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment.

 I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. 