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81 " My goal was bigger than revenge. My purpose greater than personal retribution. Dawn "
― Sarah J. Maas , A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3)
82 " I'm not entirely sure Velaris is prepared for Nesta Archeron. "
83 " Lucien only nodded. But I felt his gaze on my back, fixed right on my spine, as I headed downstairs. To see Ianthe. And at last decide how I was going to shred her into pieces. "
84 " You are a better friend to me, Feyre,” he said quietly, “than I ever was to you. "
85 " I supposed that with her stunning beauty, she needed no ornamentation. It would have been like putting jewelry on a lion. "
86 " I would never have learned that light can be found in even the darkest of hells. That kindness can thrive even amongst the cruelty. "
87 " The gasping-fish look is a good one for you, "
88 " ...I'm not sure I can give my entire heart to him that way. And... and I love him enough to want him to find someone who can truly love him like he deserves. And I love myself... I love myself enough to not want to settle until I find that person, too. "
89 " I yielded my grace—my perfect immortality. "
90 " Rhysand, the male who had always presented me with a choice not as a gift, but as my own gods-given right. "
91 " I hadn't realized I was a villain in your narrative," Lucien breathed. "You weren't." Not entirely. "
92 " If Elain's mental gates were those of a sleeping garden, Nesta's...They belonged to an ancient fortress, sharp and brutal. The sort I imagined they once impaled people upon. "
93 " Three stones for the faces of the mother, four bones ... for whatever reason the charlatans came up with that I can't be bothered to remember. "
94 " But it was Azriel who said, his voice like cold death, “Be careful how you speak about my High Lady. "
95 " Feyre Archeron.” A labored breath. “I told you—to stay with the High Lord. And you did. "
96 " He calls himself the Prince of Merchants... He told me that he's got three daughters who live here. And that he failed them for many years. But he would not fail them this time. "
97 " Will it ever stop?” he mused, more to himself than me as another finger joined the one sliding in and out of me with taunting, indolent strokes. “Wanting you—every hour, every breath. I don’t think I can stand a thousand years of this.” My hips moved with him, driving him deeper. “Think of how my productivity will plummet. "
98 " Is there a purpose to this visit, or may I return to my book? "
99 " He took my hand, interlacing our fingers. “We can make whatever rules we want. You have every right to question me, push me—both in private and in public.” A snort. “Of course, if you decide to truly kick my ass, I might request that it’s done behind closed doors so I don’t have to suffer centuries of teasing, but— "
100 " The words were casual, but that was panic in his eyes. Not-- not the controlling fear Tamlin had once succumbed to, but...genuine terror of not knowing where I was, i I needed help. Just as I would want to know where he was, if he needed help, if he vanished when our enemies surrounded us. "