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“Thunder cracked, and the entire mountain shook with its impact. Bellius took one step toward her, knife lifting.

Blood sprayed.

At first, she thought it was lightning that flashed across his throat, opening it so wide that his blood showered the snowy air.

But then she saw the wings. The other set of wings.

And when Bellius slumped to the earth, choking on his lifeblood, revealing Cassian standing there, teeth bared, blade in hand, she wondered if the thunder rocking the mountain had been his rage.

Cassian stepped over Bellius's dying body and offered her a hand. Not to sweep her into his arms, but to help her rise. As he had always done.

Nesta gripped his hand and stood, her body bleating in protest.

But she forgot her pain, the death around them, as he folded her into his chest and held her tightly, whispering tenderly into her bloody hair, 'And now I'm going to slit your pretty little throat.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“You really think you can beat me in hand-to-hand combat?'

Blood flowed from her mouth, her nose. But Nesta smiled anyway, its tang coating her tongue. 'I do.'

Bellius threw his first punch, putting the entire force of his powerful body into it. Nesta blocked it, driving her fist into his nose. Bone crunched. Bellius howled, falling back a step.

And Nesta hissed, 'Because my mate taught me well.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“I have an appointment,' Nesta said, levelling a cool glance at him. She sniffed at the male. Her nose crinkled. 'And you seem to need an appointment with a bath.'

He turned fully to her, muscled shoulders pushing back. Even with the glazed expression, ire boiled in his stare. 'Do you know who I am?'

'A drunk fool wasting my time,' Nesta said. Two Siphons- a blue darker than Azriel's- sat atop the backs of his large hands. 'Get out.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Do yourself a favour and get out.'

Bellius rose to his full height, wings flaring. 'Or what?'

Nesta picked at her nails. 'I don't think you want to find out the or what part.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames