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“I felt, more than saw, my sister go still as he approached. Her throat bobbed. “Are you just going to hold that chicken all night?” Cassian asked me from the table. Scowling, I stomped toward him, plunking the platter onto the wooden surface. “I spat in it,” I said sweetly. “Makes it all the more delicious,” Cassian crooned, smiling right back. Rhys snickered, drinking deeply from his wine. But I strode to my seat—nestled between Amren and Mor—in time to see Elain say to Azriel, “Hello.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“A present. Wrapped in black crepe paper and tied with silver thread. And beside it, smiling down at me, was Rhys.

He'd propped his head on a fist, his wings draped across the bed behind him. 'Happy birthday, Feyre darling.'

I groaned. 'How are you smiling after all that wine?'

'I didn't have a whole bottle to myself, that's how.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“Elain stepped out of a shadow behind him, and rammed Truth-Teller to the hilt through the back of the king's neck as she snarled in his ear, 'Don't you touch my sister.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury