#feysand
Amren: We can discuss the idiocy of this bargin later.
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High Lord of the Night Court | ACOTAR
rhys being lowkey so proud of feyre being high lady is everything and every time he talks about it I fall a little more in love with him
- “She is my spy. And my mate. And she is the High Lady of the Night Court.” —Rhys, A Court of Mist and Fury
- “Take your mate and leave. And I’d suggest warning her not to give High Lords orders.” “She is High Lady of the Night Court. She may do as she wishes.” —Tarquin and Rhys, A Court of Wings and Ruin
- “You declared yourself High Lady. Was I not supposed to? I’ve wanted to roar it from the rooftops of Velaris from the moment the priestess anointed you. How typical of you to upend my grand plans.—Rhys and Feyre, A Court of Wings and Ruin
- “One throne, I realized. That mighty throne of those twined, scaly beasts. Rhys realized it, too. Planned for it…Rhys held out a hand for me to ascend the dais steps. I kept my head high, back straight, as I gripped his fingers and strode up the few stairs. Toward that solitary throne. Rhys only winked as he gracefully escorted me right into that throne, the movement smooth and easy as a dance. The crowd murmured as I sat, the black stone bitingly cold against my bare thighs. They outright gasped as Rhys simply perched on the arm of the throne, smirked at me, and said to the Court of Nightmares, “Bow.” For they had not. And with me seated on that throne…their faces were still a mixture of shock and disdain as they all dropped to their knees.”—A Court of Wings and Ruin
- “Rhys had crowned me at each and every meeting and function we’d had, long before I was his mate, long before I was his High Lady. Even Under the Mountain.” — A Court of Wings and Ruin
- “Pick one,” Rhys whispered […] “Pick whichever crown you like.”
“I can’t just—take one.”
“You most certainly can. They belong to you.”
I lifted a brow. “They don’t—not really.”
“By law and tradition, this is all yours. Sell it, melt it, wear them—do whatever you want.”… I had been terrified once, in Tamlin’s court, of being given a crown. Had dreaded it. And I supposed that I indeed had never fretted over it when it came to Rhys. As if some small part of me had always known that this was where I was meant to be: at his side, as his equal. His queen.” —A Court of Wings and Ruin- “Now striding down the town house stairs, Rhys’s attention went right to that crown atop my head. And the emotion that rippled across his face was enough to make even Mor and Cassian look away.” —A Court of Wings and Ruin
”Excerpt From: Sarah J. Maas. “A Court of Wings and Ruin.” iBooks.- “‘No wonder you made her High Lady.’ ‘I made her High Lady,’ Rhys said simply, lowering his hands from my face but not leaving my side, “Because I love her. Her power was the last thing I considered.”—Helion and Rhys, A Court of Wings and Ruin
