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“So Rhys went against orders, and marched in his whole legion to get Myriam out. For his friend, for my lover- and for that bastard Drakon's sake. Rhys sacrificed his legion in the process, got all of them captured and tortured afterward. Yet everyone insists Rhysand is soulless, wicked. But the male I knew was the most decent of them all. Better than that prick-prince. You don't lose that quality, no matter the centuries, and Rhys was too smart to do anything but have the vilification of his character be a calculated move. And yet here you are- his mate. The most powerful High Lord in the world lost his mate, and has not yet come to claim her, even when she is defenseless in the woods." Jurian Chuckled. "Perhaps that's because Rhysand has not lost you at all. But rather unleashed you upon us.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Jurian stalked over to Lucien amid the rising squabble, laughing under his breath, 'Do you know what Illyrian bastards do to pretty females? You won't have a mate left- at least not one that's useful to you in any way.'

Lucien's answering growl was nothing short of feral.

I spat at Jurian's feet. 'You can go to hell, you hideous prick.'

Tamlin's hands tightened at my shoulders. Lucien spun toward me and that metal eye whirred and narrowed. Centuries of cultivated reason clicked into place.

I was not panicking at my sisters being taken.

I said quietly, 'We will get her back.'

But Lucien was watching me warily. Too warily.

I said to Tamlin, 'Take me home.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“You played the villain convincingly enough, Jurian,' Rhys purred.

Jurian snapped his face towards Rhys. 'You should have looked. I expected you to look into my mind, to see the truth. Why didn't you?'

Rhys was quiet for a long moment. Then he said softly, 'Because I didn't want to see her.'

See any trace of Amarantha.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin