Sylvia

"It has been an age," the boy said, gobbling down the sight of me, "since something new came into this world."

"When you spend so long trapped in the darkness, Lucien, you find that the darkness begins to stare back."

"I want you to know," I whispered, "that I am broken and healing, but every piece of my heart belongs to you."

His [Cassian] voice was rough as he said, "Five hundred years ago, I fought on battlefields not far from this house. I fought beside human and faerie alike, bled beside them. I will stand on that battlefield again, Nesta Archeron, to protect this house-your people. I can think of no better way to end my existence than to defend those who need it most.

And I realized-I realized how badly I'd been treated before, if my standards had become so low. If the freedom I'd been granted felt like a privilege and not an inherent right.