You have heard the queen's advice. My gift is below. Would you wait to see it until you have decided what you will do with hers? - Megan Whalen Turner

He could tell her he loved her. He ached to shout it out loud for the gods and everyone to hear. Little good it would do. Better to trust in the moon's promises than in the word of the Thief of Eddis. He was famous in three countries for his lies.

He lies to you?" Attolia asked.
"Constantly," said Eddis. "He lies to himself. If Eugenides talked in his sleep, he'd lie then, too."
Attolia looked stunned. "And you can't tell?"
Eddis thought for a moment. "I sometimes believe his lies are truth, but I have never mistaken his truth for a lie. If he needs me to believe him, he has his own way of showing his veracity.

If it is an affliction, it is as you said: The gods know me so well they can predict my behavior. They don't control it. They could know I would love her, but they don't make me. I've watched her for years, you know. All those times when you didn't know where I went, mostly it was to Attolia.