Ashley Mello

“There was a tiny box left on the table by the window- a box the Mor lifted, squinted and the name tag, and said, "Az, this one's for you."
The shadowsinger's brows lifted, but his scarred hand extended to take the present.
Elain turned from where she'd been speaking to Nesta. "Oh, that's from me."
Azriel's face didn't so much as shift at the words. Not even a smile as he opened the present and revealed-
"I had Madja make it for me," Elain explained. Azreil's brows narrowed at the mention of the family's preferred healer. "It's a powder to mix in with any drink."
Silence.
Elain bit her lip and then smiled sheepishly. "It's for the headaches everyone always gives you. Since you rub your temples so often."
Silence again.
Then Azriel tipped his head back and laughted.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“His eyes slid to mine, amused and questioning. He said down the bond, And do you think I need to redecorate our home?

We passed open-air chambers full of fat, silk pillows and plush carpets, passed windows whose panes were arranged in colourful medleys, passed urns overflowing with lavender and fountains gurgling clearest water under the mild rays of the sun.

It's not a competition, I trilled to him.

His hand tightened on mine. Well, even if Thesan has a prettier palace, I'm the only one blessed with a High Lady at my side.

I couldn't help my blush.

Especially as Rhys added, Tonight, I want you to wear that crown to bed. Only the crown.

Scoundrel.

Always.

I smiled, and he leaned in smoothly to brush a kiss to my cheek.

Mor muttered a plea for mercy from mates.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“What will everyone call me then?'

'Hmm?'

'Is everyone just going to call me "Tamlin's wife"? Do I get a... title?'

'Do you want a title?'

'No. But I don't want people... I don't know if I can handle them calling me High Lady.'

'They won't. There is no such thing as a High Lady.'

'What do you mean, there's no such thing as a High Lady?'

'High Lords only take wives, consorts. There has never been a High Lady.'

'But Lucien's mother-'

'She's lady of the Autumn Court. Not High Lady. Just as you will be Lady of the Spring Court. They will address you as they address her. They will respect you as they respect her.'

'So Lucien's-'

'I don't want to hear another male's name on your lips right now.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Be careful how you speak about my High Lady.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin