Rhysand Court Quotes & Sayings

But I forgot to tell him," I said quietly, opening the door, "that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key."
"Oh?"
I shrugged. "He was the one who let me out.". — Sarah J. Maas

Many atrocities, have been done in the name of the greater good. — Sarah J. Maas

She is my mate. And my spy,' I said too quietly. 'And she is the High Lady of the Night Court.'
'What?' Mor whsipered.
I caressed a mental finger down that bond now hidden deep, deep within us, and said, 'If they had removed her other glove, they would have seen a second tatoo on her right arm. The twin to the other. Inked last night, when we crept out, found a priestess, and I swore her in as my High Lady.' ( ... ) 'Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.' My equal in every way; she would wear my crown, sit on a throne beside mine. Never sidelined, never designated to breeding and parties and child rearing. My queen. — Sarah J. Maas

Was I interrupting? I thought it was over." Rhys gave me a smile dripping with venom. He knew-through that bond, through whatever magic was between us, he'd known I was about to say no. "At least Feyre seemed to think so. — Sarah J. Maas

There are different kinds of darkness," Rhys said. I kept my eyes shut. "There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful." I pictured each. "There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomes what the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good. — Sarah J. Maas

Say it," I gritted out.
"The High Lord of the Night Court is your mate. — Sarah J. Maas

What have you done to me?"
Rhysand stood, running a hand through his short, dark hair. It's custom in my court for bargains to be permanently marked upon flesh."
I rubbed my left forearm and hand, the entirety of which was now covered in swirls and whorls of black ink. Even my fingers weren't spared, and a large eye was tattooed in the center of my palm. It was feline, and its slitted pupil stared right back me.
"Make it go away," I said, and he laughed.
"You humans are truly grateful creatures, aren't you? — Sarah J. Maas

I smelled jasmine first-then saw stars. A sea of stars flickering beyond glowing pillars of moonstone that framed the sweeping view of endless snowcapped mountains.
"Welcome to the Night Court. — Sarah J. Maas

There you are. I've been looking for you.
His first words to me - not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those faeries away.
Thank you for finding her for me. — Sarah J. Maas

Because all the monsters have been let out of their cages tonight, no matter what court they belong to. So I may roam wherever I wish until the dawn. — Sarah J. Maas

I turned.
Rhysand leaned against the archway into the sitting room, arms crossed, wings nowhere to be seen, dressed in his usual immaculate black jacket and pants.
And as those violet eyes met mine, as that familiar half smile faded — Sarah J. Maas

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory. — Sarah J. Maas

It didn't excuse what he'd done. Even if he'd ... saved me-I choked on the word-from having to refuse Tamlin. Having to explain. — Sarah J. Maas

I love my people, and my family. Do not think I won't become a monster to keep them protected. — Sarah J. Maas

Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, now stood beside me, darkness leaking from him like ink in water. He — Sarah J. Maas

I want to share this bed with you, though," I breathed. "I want you to hold me."
Stars flickered to life in his eyes. "Always," he promised, kissing my brow, his wings now enveloping me completely. "Always. — Sarah J. Maas

Lucien had been prepared to take me against my will.
Fae males were territorial, dominant, arrogant - but the ones in the Spring Court ... something had festered in their training. Because I knew - deep in my bones - that Cassian might push and test my limits, but the moment I said no, he'd back off. And I knew that if ... that if I had been wasting away and Rhys had done nothing to stop it, Cassian or Azriel would have pulled me out. They would have taken me somewhere - wherever I needed to be - and dealt with Rhys later.
But Rhys ... Rhys would never have not seen what was happening to me; would never have been so misguided and arrogant and self-absorbed. He'd known what Ianthe was from the moment he met her. And he'd understood what it was like to be a prisoner, and helpless, and to struggle - every day - with the horrors of both. — Sarah J. Maas

To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. "To the stars who listen - and the dreams that are answered. — Sarah J. Maas

I stared at the nose I'd seen bleeding only hours before, the violet eyes that had been so filled with pain. "Why?" I asked.
He knew what I meant, and shurugged. "Because when the legends get written, I didn't want to be remembered for standing on the sidelines. I want my future offspring to know that I was there, and that I fought against her at the end, even if I couldn't do anything useful."
I blinked, this time not at the brightness of the sun.
"Because," he went on his eyes locked with mine, "I didn't want you to fight alone. Or die alone."
And for a moment, I remembered that faerie who had died in our foyer, and how I'd told Tamlin the same thing. "Thank you," I said, my throat tight.
Rhys flashed a grin that didn't quite reach his eyes. " I doubt you'll be saying that when I take you to the Night Court. — Sarah J. Maas

The great joy and honour of my life has been to know you. To call you my family. And I am grateful - more than I can possibly say - that I was given this time with you all — Sarah J. Maas

And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he'd done for me. For what I felt for him. — Sarah J. Maas

I needed not to be dead when I agreed."
"You needed not to be alone. — Sarah J. Maas

If you were going to die, I was going to die with you. I couldn't stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate. — Sarah J. Maas

I frowned at the eye in my palm. "What, literally shout at the tattoo?"
"You could try rubbing it on certain body areas and I might come faster. — Sarah J. Maas

He stalked closer, his movements feline, those violet eyes turning subdued-lethal. "You're welcome, you know."
"For saving you when asked." I stiffened. " I didn't ask for anything. — Sarah J. Maas

When do you come home to me? — Sarah J. Maas

His short black hair gleamed like a raven's feathers, off-setting his pale skin and blue eyes so deep they were violet, even in the firelight. — Sarah J. Maas

When Rhys came back, after Amarantha, he was a ghost. He pretended he wasn't, but he was. You made him come alive again. — Sarah J. Maas

I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything I am. — Sarah J. Maas

Kindness can thrive even amongst cruelty. — Sarah J. Maas

Her whore I might be, but not without my reasons. — Sarah J. Maas

Rhys gave no warning as he gripped my arm, snarling softly, and tore off my glove. His touch was like a brand, and I flinched, yielding a step, but he held firm until he'd gotten both gloves off. " I heard you begging someone, anyone, to rescue you, to get you out. I heard you say no."
"I didn't say anything."
He turned my bare hand over, his hold tightening as he examined the eye he'd tattooed. He tapped the pupil. Once. Twice. " I heard it loud and clear. — Sarah J. Maas