It's finally starting to feel as if this is, in fact, the Week of the Killer Quizzes. I'm awake, entertained by my quizzes, and I'm even back to needling Sev about sharing the parchments. (I think I attempted some half-hearted needling a couple days ago, but he and I were both too worried for it to be effective.) As it stands, though, all needling has proven unnecessary since Sev's son has begged to do the honors. He's been practicing all day, and he's wearing his fanciest robes to do the occasion justice—very dapper, I must admit. ( Take it away, kiddo! )