There you are, I’ve been looking for y o u. I believe that everything happened… so I could find y o u.
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There you are, I’ve been looking for y o u. I believe that everything happened… so I could find y o u.
“You think I don’t know how stories get written - how this story will be written?” Rhys put his hands on his chest, his face more open, more anguished than I’d seen it. “I am the dark lord, who stole away the bride of spring. I am a demon, and a nightmare, and I will meet a bad end. He is the golden prince - the hero who will get to keep you as his reward for not dying of stupidity and arrogance.” The things I love have a tendency of being taken from me. He’d admitted that to me Under the Mountain.
If he was the sweet, terrifying darkness, I was the glittering light that only his shadows could make clear.
"Rest," I said, and moved to retrieve the blanket from my pack. It'd have to do. He gripped my wrist before I could rise. His eyelids lowered. Consciousness ripped from him - too fast. Much too fast and too heavy.
"I was looking for you too," Rhys murmured.
And passed out.
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“He watched Jason’s face—looking more and more devastated as Thalia described their mom—and for once, Leo didn’t feel jealous of his friend. Leo might have lost his mom. He might have had some hard times. But at least he remembered her. […] He felt bad for Jason, not having memories like that—not having anything to fall back on.”
When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.
from the utter stillness with which cassian stood beside me, i wondered if he thought the same thing.
as mor and my friends had protected velaris, viviane had veiled and guarded the small city under her watch, offering safe harbor to those who made it.
never forgetting the high lord and friend trapped under the mountain, never ceasing her hunt for finding a way to free him. especially while amarantha unleashed her horrors upon his court to break them, punish them.
yet viviane held them together.