To the men exposed to his rule Lymond never appeared ill: he was never tired; he was never worried, or pained, or disappointed, or passionately angry. If he rested, he did so alone; if he slept, he took good care to sleep apart. —I sometimes doubt if he's human, said Will, speaking his thought aloud. It's probably all done with wheels.
The Game Of Kings: The Lymond Chronicles (ed. Penguin UK, 1999) - ISBN: 9780141949277