helenabertiinelli:

ya lit friendships: amren x mor

reneewalkeur:

the human girl you knew died under that mountain.

aaronwarners:

If the warrior ever stopped quietly loving Mor. I doubted it.

— a court of mist and fury by sarah j. maas

kalebkrychek:

“My father,” Rhys said, “saw that his son had not only started to rival him for power, but had allied himself with perhaps the two deadliest Illyrians in history. He got it into his head that if we were given a legion in the War, we might very well turn it against him when we returned.”

Cassian snickered. “So the prick separated us. He gave Rhys command of a legion of Illyrians who hated him for being a half-breed, and threw me into a different legion to be a common foot soldier, even when my power outranked any of the war-leaders. Az, he kept for himself as his personal shadowsinger—mostly for spying and his dirty work.”