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“Because what if you did let someone in? And what if they saw everything, and still walked away? Who could blame them—who would want to bother with that sort of mess?” He flinched. The most powerful High Lord in history flinched.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
― A Court of Mist and Fury
“There you are. I've been looking for you.
His first words to me— not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those faeries away.
Thank you for finding her for me.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
His first words to me— not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those faeries away.
Thank you for finding her for me.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
“He said soflty, "I love it when you look at me like that." That purr in his voice heated my blood. "Like what?" "Like my power isn't something to run from. Like you see me.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
― A Court of Mist and Fury
“I was about to beg Rhys to fly me home when I caught the strands of music pouring from a group of performers outside a restaurant.
My hands slackened at my sides. A reduced version of the symphony I'd heard in a chill dungeon, when I had been so lost in terror and despair that I'd hallucinated- hallucinated as this music poured into my cell- and kept me from shattering.
And once more, the beauty of it hit me, the layering and swaying, the joy and peace.
They had never played a piece like it Under the Mountain- never this sort of music. And I'd never heard music in my cell save for that one time.
'You,' I breathed, not taking my eyes from the musicians playing so skilfully that even the diners had set down their forks in the cafe nearby. 'You sent that music into my cell. Why?'
Rhysand's voice was hoarse. 'Because you were breaking. And I couldn't find another way to save you.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
My hands slackened at my sides. A reduced version of the symphony I'd heard in a chill dungeon, when I had been so lost in terror and despair that I'd hallucinated- hallucinated as this music poured into my cell- and kept me from shattering.
And once more, the beauty of it hit me, the layering and swaying, the joy and peace.
They had never played a piece like it Under the Mountain- never this sort of music. And I'd never heard music in my cell save for that one time.
'You,' I breathed, not taking my eyes from the musicians playing so skilfully that even the diners had set down their forks in the cafe nearby. 'You sent that music into my cell. Why?'
Rhysand's voice was hoarse. 'Because you were breaking. And I couldn't find another way to save you.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
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