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“Nesta let out a low laugh. 'If you want someone to blame for all of this,' she said to Tamlin, 'perhaps you should first look in the mirror.'

Tamlin snarled at her.

Cassian snarled right back, 'Watch it.'

Tamlin looked between my sister and Cassian- his gaze lingering on Cassian's wings, tucked in behind him. Snorted. 'Seems like other preferences run in the Archeron family, too.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I became a snarling beast, clawing and biting, barely aware of anything but pain.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Lucien cleared his throat. 'She meant no harm, Tam.'

'I know she meant no harm,' he snapped.

Lucien held his gaze. 'Worse things have happened, worse things can happen. Just relax.'

Tamlin's emerald eyes were feral as he snarled at Lucien, 'Did I ask for your opinion?'

Those words, the look he gave Lucien and the way Lucien lowered his head- my temper was a burning river in my veins. Look up, I silently beseeched him. Push back. He's wrong, and we're right. Lucien's jaw tightened. That force thrummed in me again, seeping out, spearing for Lucien. Do not back down-

Then I was gone.

Still there, still seeing through my eyes, but also half looking through another angle in the room, another person's vantage point-

Thoughts slammed into me, images and memories, a pattern of thinking and feeling that was old, and clever, and sad, so endlessly sad and guilt-ridden, hopeless-

Then I was back, blinking, no more than a heartbeat passing as I gaped at Lucien.

His head. I had been inside his head, had slid through his mental walls-”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury