Priscilla

“For anyone who sought a different realm through a wardrobe door, Who wrote a letter and is still waiting for a reply, Or who dreams of stories and bleeds words.”
― Rebecca Ross, Ruthless Vows

“A chance for the adventure we’d read about. For the love we’d witnessed on the pages of books.” “And you never did? Never dreamed of that, I mean?” “No.” Another quick answer. “It was a fantasy. Something to be read on the page, as real for me as the dragons and elves in fantasy stories. Something I’d never see or feel in real life.”
― Vanessa Rasanen, On These Black Sands

“Okay, let’s do a head count. If you’re disowned, disgraced, or both, raise your hand.” Tharion, Baxian, Lidia, Hunt, and Ruhn raised their hands.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Flame and Shadow

“Cassian’s waiting for you, Nesta,” Azriel said—tone gentling. “Take off the Mask.” Nesta stayed silent, Ataraxia ready in her hand. One swipe, and Azriel would be dead. “He’s waiting for you at the House of Wind,” Azriel went on. “At home.” Another blink from Nesta. The silver fire banked a little. Like whoever Cassian was, and whatever the House of Wind was … they might be the only things capable of fighting the siren song of the Mask.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Flame and Shadow