" And then, when I understood this world, I would be my own person. Not even the Prince of Greed could stop me. As for my demon, she slumbered in my mind and warmed my soul. She was the whisper in my ear, the voice of desire and hunger. I would not forget who or what I was. Half-human, half-demon, damaged, but oh so wonderfully free. "

― Pippa DaCosta , Wings of Hope (The Veil, #0.5)