The High Mountain Court Quotes
"Now the entire tavern would know she was a witch."
"She did not fear daggers or tavern spiders or the anger of drunken men. She feared being seen."
"Taverns were the only places left that would hire witches anymore."
"Everything else she had learned from a cobbler’s son and the tales of courtesans, though Heather tried to keep Remy away from them. Witches needed to keep to their own."
"Remy couldn’t help but smile. 'I just know how much you love scrubbing dirty sheets, Fen.'"
"The smell of dirt and stale beer swirled around her. It was the smell she knew as home."
"She was the most handsome man Remy had ever seen. Unnaturally so."
"I am only asking you," Hale said, his smoky eyes piercing her."
"You really are a spoiled, rich bastard," Remy snarled.
"Hiding coward," Hale had called her. The shame of those words hit her anew.
"I have never seen anyone get under his skin like you do," Carys said into the darkness. "It's impressive."
"Some say it is a fate worse than death," Carys continued. "To live without that Fated bond can break people."
"You did what you needed to survive." His voice softened. His breath warmed her cheek. "But your magic... it's as powerful as it is beautiful."
"I don’t think you’ll have much luck with a knife," Briata said, glancing between Heather and Remy. "But it’ll be fun to see you try."
"Fine, my name is Hale Bastion Haast Ashby Norwood. And that is only five names, not ten."
"Do backhanded compliments just roll off your tongue so naturally?" Remy said.
"Gods, how long does it take you to piss?" Remy cackled, the sugary cake going to her head.
"You took on four male fae and survived, little witch." His voice was a whisper as his gray eyes bored into hers.
"It would take nothing for her to bend down a mere inch and press her lips to his."
"I wondered what it would feel like to overlook an endless sea of blue."
"Even on the road they would light a candle and say a simple prayer."
"Never let anyone else tell you who you are, Remy, not even me. No one decides how bright you shine but you."
"You should rest. We have another hour before we break camp for the day."
"I do not want a prince to save me. I want to save myself."
"We will do this every morning before we break camp."
"Those ghosts will always be there—that part will never change—but at some point you’ll stop resisting their presence."
"Guide these spirits into the afterlife. May they know your grace. May they feel your peace. Fill them with your eternal light."
"I’ve always wondered what the Southern Court looked like."
"Indeed, life insists on being a journey, and the most we can do is choose our companions and pick our terrain."
"Every warrior carries the ghosts of those they have defeated."
"Never let anyone else tell you who you are, even me. No one decides how bright you shine but you."
"You are wielding a weapon too. Do not forget that."
"You’ve only begun playing and you’ve already lost this much."
"This room is warded against your witch’s luck."
"The ring is a good prize, but if the choice was between her and immortality, I’d choose her every time."
"Keep the coins. Just pittance anyway, right?"
"I think you are the first witch I’ve ever met who feels free to speak so boldly."
"I will be loyal to you as long as you are loyal to me."
"Maybe living openly as a red witch with the protection of a royal fae would be the safer option for her."
"My first guidance I would bestow on you is to go see your mother."
"It’s nice, this. Talking to someone who actually understands what it is like to pretend to be something they’re not."
"You are a weapon, and many of those greedy fae will want to possess you for themselves."
"I don’t want you or that ring getting anywhere near my father."
"My father knew of Morgan. He would arrange for good patronage for her mother, made sure that they were housed and cared for, all without Morgan’s mother knowing."
"She is my only sibling, and I didn’t know about her until a year ago."
"The castle was a combination of lovely and lethal, its delicate towers and glass windows in strange juxtaposition with the dark gray stone ramparts and battle armaments."
"Everything Hale touches ends in disappointment."
"Until the Northern King was dead, she would know no peace."
"The shadows grew long, and the bowls of stew disappeared."
"She had missed looking at that gorgeous familiar face, hearing the deep timbre of his voice, smelling his ocean air scent."
"His affections were real. Her affections were real."
"I am a red witch, and I am more powerful than he knows."
"To the red witch and our prince, May the Gods bless your journey."
"I pledged my magic to you, and we did not discuss compensation."