Top 56 Chaol Quotes
#1. She didn't care what this group wanted with her. She didn't care what sort of information they expected to twist from her. When they had taken Chaol, they'd made the biggest mistake of their lives. The last mistake, too.
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#2. Her rage took her to a place where she only knew three things: that Chaol had been taken from her, that she was a weapon forged to end lives, and that if Chaol was hurt, no one was going to walk out of that warehouse.
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#3. We do not look bad, Chaol. It helps no one and nothing to look back. We can only go on.'
'What if we go on only to more pain and despair? What if we go on, only to find a horrible end waiting for us?'
'Then it is not the end.
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#4. Chaol took one step toward her, though. One step, then he said, "I love you.
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#5. Can I be honest with you?" Chaol leaned closer, and Celaena leaned to meet him as he whispered: "You sound like a raving lunatic.
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#6. Celaena's scream was still echoing through the passageway as Chaol leapt off the stairs and hurtled through the misty portal after Fleetfoot.
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#7. Enjoyed that, did you?" Chaol growled.
"Immensely." Celaena patted Chaol's arm as she took it in her own. "Now you must pretend that you like me, or else everything will be ruined.
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#9. Another long silence, then a sigh. "Not in one way," Chaol said. "I bet he would have wanted you to survive
to live. So you didn't fail him, not in that regard
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#10. Maybe this city did deserve Aelin Galathynius's flames. Maybe Chaol deserved to burn, too.
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#11. Eyllwe," Chaol breathed. "Send word to Eyllwe. Tell them to hold on - tell them to prepare." Perhaps it was the light, perhaps it was the cold, but Aedion could have sworn there were tears in the captain's eyes as he said, "Tell them it's time to fight back.
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#12. The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realised she was home.
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#13. Chaol had been right. She'd missed the target by six inches to the left,
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#14. Fine, she wouldn't mind if Kaltain and Perrington met horrible deaths, but Dorian would be there. And Chaol.
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#15. So Chaol brushed away her tears, lifted her chin, and kissed her.
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#16. You're sorry, Chaol's sorry, the whole damn world is sorry. Tell me what you and your movement want. Tell me what you know about the king's plans.
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#17. To four years until freedom," she said lifting her glass.
He raised his in salute. "To you, Celaena."
Their eyes met, and Chaol didn't hide his smile as she grinned at him. Perhaps four years with her might not be enough.
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#18. Can I see it?"
She knew what he meant, and had held up her hands before her.
Ribbons and plumes and flowers of red and gold fire danced through his room, bright and glorious and elegant.
Chaol's eyes had been lined with silver when the flames winked out. "it's lovely," he said at last.
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#19. Dorian surged from the chair and dropped to his knees beside the bed. He grabbed Chaol's hand, squeezing it as he pressed his brow against his. "You were dead," the prince said, his voice breaking. "I thought you were dead.
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#20. Chaol stepped up to the line. "Dance with me," he said, and held out his hand to her.
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#21. The ship began moving. And Chaol - the man she hated and loved so much that she could hardly think around him - just stood there, watching her go.
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#22. Roland gave her a courtier's smile. "And what sort of work do you do for my uncle?
"
Dorian shifted on his feet and Chaol went very still, but Celaena returned Roland's smile and said, "I bury the king's opponents where nobody will ever find them.
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#23. No matter what happens," she said quietly, "I want to thank you."
Chaol tilted his head to the side. "For what?"
Her eyes stung but she blamed it on the fierce wind and blinked away the dampness. "For making my freedom mean something.
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#24. Dance with me, Celaena, he said again, his voice rough. When her eyes met his she forgot about the cold, and the moon, and the glass palace looming above them. The secret library and the king's plans and Mort and Elena faded into nothing. She took his hand and there was only the music and Chaol.
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#25. Chaol, she said again. Oh, she was going to vomit.
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#26. Dorian said, "So here we are." "The end of the road," Aelin said with a half smile. "No," Chaol said, his own smile faint, tentative. "The beginning of the next.
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#27. Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well.
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#28. The dungeons are full," Chaol lied. "But I'll look into it.
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#29. Because she wasn't human, Chaol realized, gaping at her from where he still crouched over Fleetfoot.
No - she wasn't human at all.
Celaena was Fae.
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#30. We do not look back, Chaol. It helps no one and nothing to look back. We can only go on.
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#31. Rowan was watching Chaol as if he might be dinner.
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#32. Don't you ever do anything other than read? said Chaol.
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#33. Nehemia looked after Cain, and her dark eyes narrowed. "Something about him makes me want to beat in his face." Celaena laughed. "I'm glad I'm not the only one." Chaol
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#36. He would see that world reborn, even if it took his last breath. Even if he had no name now, no position or title save Oath-Breaker, Traitor, Liar.
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#37. Are you married?"
"No."
She picked at her nails. "I'm not married, either.
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#38. Are you as deft at handling your sword as Captain Westfall?"
"Better," he whispered in her ear.
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#39. So I'm just here for decoration?"
"Be grateful I consider you a worthy accessory.
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#40. How long was I asleep?" she whispered. He didn't respond.
"How long was I asleep?" she asked again, and noticed a hint of red in his cheeks.
"You were asleep, too?"
"Until you began drooling on my shoulder.
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#41. The Yulemas Ball. Maybe earlier. Maybe even Samhuinn, when I brought you this ring. But Yulemas was the first time I realized I didn't like the idea of you with - with someone else.
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#42. War
war was coming. And they might not all survive it.
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#43. But you were never just Celaena, and I think you knew that, deep down, even before everything happened. I understand now.
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#44. It was like coming home or being born or suddenly finding an entire half of herself that had been missing.
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#45. He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.
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#46. Everything- everything was for Dorian, for his friend. For himself, he had nothing left to lose. He was nothing more than a nameless oath-breaker, a liar, a traitor.
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#47. And though he stood taller than her, he felt smaller as Aelin stared at him. No, not just Aelin. Queen Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, he realized, was staring at him.
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#48. There's no way in hell I'm getting out of this bed and going for a run, he murmured onto her head. She chuckled quietly. His hands grazed lower, down her back, not even stumbling over the scar tissue. He'd kissed every scar on her back, on her entire body, last night.
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#49. You deserve to be happy, he said. And meant it. She deserved the joy he so often glimpsed on her face when Rowan was near - deserved the wicked laughter she shared with Aedion, the comfort and teasing with Lysandra. She deserved happiness, perhaps more than anyone.
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#50. He did not recognize the guards standing watch at the gates he had once protected so proudly, the gates he had ridden through not even a year ago with an assassin newly freed from Endovier, her chains tied to his saddle.
Now she led him in chains through those gates, an assassin one last time.
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#51. She watched him, her head angled. He sometimes felt that she looked at him the way a cat regards a mouse. He just wondered how long it would take for her to pounce.
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#52. He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they'd met, when he'd understood that the prince was his brother in soul. I love you.
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#53. With each day he felt the barriers melting. He let them melt. Because of her genuine laugh, because he caught her one afternoon sleeping with her face in the middle of a book, because he knew that she would win.
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#54. I worry because I care. Gods help me, I know I shouldn't, but I do. So I will always tell you to be careful, because I will always care what happens.
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#55. If she picked Roland over you, that makes her the greatest fool who ever lived.
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#56. Your prince has moved on, my queen has moved on. But you have not. And it will cost you
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