My older cousins teased us—my sisters and brothers—with tales that Erasmus Flattery was a mage. We were all struck dumb in his presence, terrified that he would practice some enchantment upon us. In truth, we always hoped to see some magic, but of course we never did. She laughed again. Children do love to believe such things.

Chapter 24 (p. 343) - World Without End (1995)