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"There was no way I was going to let him die. He was my other half; without him, I felt incomplete. I wasn't sure if this was my dragon talking or me,but I couldn't imagine a world without Riley."
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"If you claim to be a real friend then be real in your soul. If you claim to be fake then be an enemy instead."
"Americanism demands loyalty to the teacher and respect for his lesson."
"Remember the friends who stuck with you when they thought you had nothing."
"Many pride themselves, staking claim to the noble virtue that is loyalty. However, many resolve to give their allegiance to nothing. How can one demand loyalty, if one stands by nothing, nor commits to the realization of an ideal?"
"You'll always come back to warn him, no matter how much danger it could put you in, no matter what it costs you, because he cared for you when you thought you were nothing. You were never nothing. That didn't matter. Perception is everything in this world."
"He didn't say anything more, just waited for me to tell him what I'd been thinking. It was pure speculation, and I was opening myself up to ridicule by saying anything at all. I sat on the stool and realized that I had my loyalties, too."
"Besides, if you are who you claim to be, that makes you my true queen. Therefore, you have my loyalty."
"I know that you are my guard, and you are my best friend. I know you would die for me. And I know that should that ever happen, I would die immediately after."
"If people ever question your loyalty, you never had theirs."
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"The faery lords are immortal. Those who have songs ballads and stories written about them never die. Belief worship imagination we were born of the dreams and fears of mortals and if we are remembered even in some small way we will always exist."
"Those eyes. I felt like they pierced right through me; that if I didn't break away now, they would peel me open to see what lay beneath. Deep within, the dragon stirred, growling. She didn't like this human, I realized. Maybe he scared her, or the intensity of his gaze reminded her of a predator. Or maybe she felt that, if I stared at him much longer, I would lose myself in those stormy eyes and forget all about a certain golden-eyed rogue, waiting for me in the darkness."
"His fingertips came to rest against the back of my hand, sending a zip of current through my whole body. "I'm done hiding, he whispered. "Nothing has changed. I know we might not have a lot of time, but what we do have, I want to spend right here."
"I have come from the End of the World. From the River of Dreams, through the gauntlet and the Briar and the Deep Wyld, in order to stand before you today. I have but one request-to take my place at your side. To resume my duty as your knight, and to protect you and your kingdom for as long as I draw breath."
"But ... but what if I hit you?A snort. "You're not going to hit me."How do you know? I bristled at his amused tone. "I could hit you. Even master swordsmen make mistakes. I could get a lucky shot, or you might not see me coming. I don't want to hurt you.He favored me with another patient look. "And how much experience do you have with swords and weapons in general? "Um. I glanced down at the saber in my hand. "Thirty seconds?He smiled, that calm, irritatingly confident smirk. "You're not going to hit me."
"Nothing is certain, he murmured. "The future is constantly changing, and no one can predict what happens next. We have the power to change our destiny, because fate is not set in stone, and we are always free to make a choice."
"Glitter and streamers of light swirled aroundus, and a chorus of tiny voices sang out a single note. Iwinced, knowing there was only one person who thought anormal entrance, like walking through a door, wasn't goodenough for her; she had to announce her presence withsparkle and glitter and St. Peter's choir."
"I sat up and wiped my eyes, cursing the damned faeries and their eternal war. It seemed there was never enough time. Time to dance, or talk, or laugh, or even mourn the passing of a friend. Slipping off my corsage, I laid it on Ironhorse's cold metal shoulder, wanting him to have something natural and beautiful in this lifeless place.Goodbye, Ironhorse."
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