Sylvie

“(Lily and Rule discussing wedding plans...)

"You want to get married by Carl?"

"Your father's cook?"

"Yes, and I've been wanting to talk about the doves."

"Doves." Her eyes widened in horror. "My mother wanted doves."

"Perhaps she had a point. Wouldn't it look splendid, releasing a few dozen white doves all at once to carry our message of hope and love up to --"

"Your are so full of shit." But she started laughing. "Doves, sure. Our guests would love some flying hors d'oeuvres. Maybe we should have some cute little bunnies for them to chase after the ceremony instead of cake, sending our message of fuzzy, yummy love to flesh eaters everywhre.”
― Eileen Wilks, Death Magic

“He stared at the heart of his heart, the one woman in the world for him”
― Eileen Wilks, Tempting Danger

“Marriage and especially the ceremony which announces it, the wedding... That is how we say to the world, 'These two are now a family, and with this joining our families are joined, too. And you had damned well better respect that.”
― Eileen Wilks, Blood Magic

“I need to check your ankle.”
“Ask.”
“If you object, I—”
“Giving me a chance to object is not the same as asking permission. You’re used to telling people what to do. That works with those guards you’re in charge of. You aren’t in charge of me. You have to ask.”
One corner of his mouth turned up. “It’s more efficient my way.”
“If your primary goal in life is efficiency, you should just die.”
That startled him. His head actually jerked back. “What?”
“The most efficient way to live a life is to die a couple seconds after you’re born. Pfft. Done.” She dusted her hands to demonstrate that. “It’s too late for you to achieve optimal efficiency, but you could still . . .”
― Eileen Wilks, Blood Challenge