I rub my thumb over the stub of my missing finger top, bitten off by one of Madoc's guards, and realize abruptly that if I told Cardan about it, he might understand. Maybe more than anyone, he'd comprehend the odd mingling of fear and shame I feel -- even now -- when I think of it. For all our conflicts, there are moments when we understand each other entirely too well. (Jude, QON, Ch 20)
He considers explaining how much he despised the palace as a child, how he dreamed of escaping Elfhame. She knows most of that already. (Cardan, HTKOELTHS)
Once, she told Cardan the story of confronting Madoc after she'd drugged him, but before the poison began to work. (Cardan, HTKOELTHS)
Soft evidence of Jude and Cardan removing their armor, “one piece at a time”, via sharing their stories with each other.
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