Elly Blake Quotes & Sayings

Affairs between fire and frost rarely end well. — Elly Blake

You don't know the effect your words have on me, Lady Firebrand. It took years to build up this ice. You will melt it and then I will be broken. — Elly Blake

If we all had names to suit us, you'd be called Thorn in My Backside. Or Plague of the Gods."I prickled at his scathing tone. "And you'd be Miserable Blockhead.""Is that the best you can do?""Give me time. I'm half frozen." "Perhaps your name should be Icy Tyrant. No, wait. Frigid Despot. — Elly Blake

How handsome he must have been before he was burned. Heat flared over my skin. How handsome he was now. — Elly Blake

I wasn't being noble. There was nothing noble about a thirst for revenge. It was about getting what I wanted, a chance to kill the king. And no one else would have to suffer because of me. — Elly Blake

Face them all like a warrior, whether you are one or not. — Elly Blake

Did Brother Thistle train you in the most effective methods of communicating with me?"
His head lifted and his lips curved. "He may have given me some advice."
"And you took it?" My brows rose.
"I'm experimenting with it. If it doesn't work, I'll go back to my tried and true method."
"By which you mean threats and orders."
His smile widened. — Elly Blake

She chose power."
"I am power. — Elly Blake

You speak as if I'm as heavy as an ox," I said. "Last week I was a bundle of sticks.""You're still too thin.""Perhaps if I gain some weight, you won't call me a stick anymore.""You may hope to one day be a branch."I glanced at him sharply, unable to repress a little flutter of delight that he was bothering to joke with me."A log, even," I suggested."Doubtful," he said wryly. — Elly Blake

I said I didn't believe in the prophecies. I don't believe they all come true. I believe we always have choices. Even Sage can't tell us what is going to happen. Only what might happen. And sometimes prophecies are just wrong. — Elly Blake

But history could be twisted and warped to suit the person telling it. — Elly Blake

I ran to him, torn by conflicting urges. I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to make sure he was unhurt. I wanted to leave him in the dirt and run away. I wanted him to stop me from leaving. — Elly Blake

Stillness was a kind of violence in the hands of people who played at handing out pain. — Elly Blake