" I braced my hands on my hips, examining the drop, the trees, the lake beyond. "What did I do wrong?"

Azriel, who had been sharpening Truth-Teller in his lap, flicked his hazel eyes up to me. "Aside from the tree? "

― Sarah J. Maas , A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3)