Top 97 Galathynius Quotes
#1. Aelin Galathynius had raised an army not just to challenge Morath, but to rattle the stars.
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#2. Maybe this city did deserve Aelin Galathynius's flames. Maybe Chaol deserved to burn, too.
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#3. Their hands clasped between them, he whispered into her ear, I claim you, too, Aelin Galathynius.
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#4. Have you come to save me at last, Aelin Galathynius?
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#5. And at long last, Aelin Ashryver Galathynius was home.
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#6. Hw would probably have been even more scandalised to learn I'm not wearing any undergarments beneath this dress.' - Aelin Ashrvyer Galathynius
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#7. Aelin Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen, knew the time would soon come to prove just how much she'd bleed for Erilea.
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#8. My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.
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#9. We'd better eat before we raise hell." - Aelin Ashrvyer Galathynius
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#10. Aelin Galathynius looked at Manon Blackbeak over their crossed swords and let out a low, vicious snarl.
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#11. He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, "I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid."
I will not be afraid.
A line in the burning brightness.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius . . .
And I will not be afraid.
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#12. Aelin Galathynius smiled at her, hand still outreached. "Get up." the princess said.
Celaena reached across the earth between them and brushed her fingers against Aelin's.
And arose.
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#13. Her cheek against the moss, the young princess she had been - Aelin Galathynius - reached a hand for her. 'Get up', she said softly.
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#14. Unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, Consort of the Queen of Terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife.
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#15. Tell Aelin Galathynius that Wendlyn has never forgotten Evalin Ashryver," Galan said to him, to Aedion. "Or Terrasen.
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#16. Power called to power among the Fae. Perhaps Aelin Galathynius was unlucky the cadre had been drawn to Maeve's power long before she was born, had chained themselves to her instead. Perhaps they were the unlucky ones, for not holding out for something better.
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#17. I am going to find the Crochans. And I am going to raise an army with them. For Aelin Galathynius. And her people. And for ours. - Manon
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#18. Because Celaena was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, heir to the throne and rightful Queen of Terrasen. It
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#19. 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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#20. Your soldiers look like they have seen better days." "Oh, they always look like that. I've tried and tries to get them to focus on outside appearances as much as improving their inner beauty, but... you know how men are.
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#21. Behind them, across the hall, the dancers shattered their roses on the floor, and Aedion grinned at his queen as the entire world went to hell.
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#22. They were infinite. They were the beginning and the ending; they were eternity. The king standing before them gaped as the shield of flame died out to reveal Aelin and Dorian, hand in hand, glowing like newborn gods as their magic entwined.
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#23. The feeling that passed between them, so powerful there was no language to describe it... It was not mere friendship, but something born of and strengthened by it.
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#24. TERRASEN REMEMBERS EVALIN ASHRYVER.
DO YOU?
I FOUGHT AT MISTWARD FOR YOUR PEOPLE.
RETURN THE GODS-DAMNED FAVOR.
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#25. Arobynn only smiled at her, taller by a head. And when he reached out, she allowed him to brush his knuckles down her cheek. The calluses on is fingers said enough about how often he practiced. I do not expect you to trust me; I do not expect you to love me.
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#27. He was a boy in love with a wildfire. Or at least he thought he was
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#28. Where will we go?"
"I hear hell is particularly nice at this time of year.
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#29. Aedion rubbed at his face. "Do you understand what it was like to sit on my ass while you were gone? You said two hours. What was I supposed to think?"
"Aedion," she said as calmly as she could, and pulled off her filthy gloves before taking his broad, callused hand. "I get it. I do.
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#30. She could forgive the girl who had needed a captain of the guard to offer stability after a year in hell; forgive the girl who had needed a captain to be her champion. But she was her own champion now.
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#31. No flicker of amusement, no hint of fear. The woman could give Rowan a run for his money for sheer iciness.
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#33. But she didn't want to know - didn't want to think about the Sun Goddess and her agenda as she flung herself on Rowan, breathing in his scent, memorizing the feel of him. The first member of her court - the court that would change the world. The court that would rebuild it. Together.
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#34. Aedion - every breath she took seemed to echo his name. Aedion, Aedion, Aedion.
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#35. And he looked lonely enough that she said, 'If you like, you could be my friend'.
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#36. She yawned, and Rowan rubbed his eyes, his other hand still in hers. But he didn't let go. And when she awoke before dawn, warm and safe and rested, Rowan was still holding her hand, clasped to his chest.
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#37. Thank you for the oil," he added. "My skin was a little dry.
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#38. Thirty minutes later, Rowan was still staring up at the ceiling, teeth gritted as he calmed the roaring in
his veins that was steadily shredding through his self-control.
That gods-damned nightgown.
Shit.
He was in such deep, unending shit.
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#39. I was told to come to this temple. I found it occupied. So I unoccupied it. You're welcome.
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#40. Even when we're apart tomorrow, I'll be with you every step of the way. And every step after - wherever that may be.
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#41. She wondered whether the queen knew. Rowan did. Aedion did. And Arobynn did. He had understood that with Rowan, she was no longer afraid of him; with Rowan, Arobynn was now utterly unnecessary. Irrelevant.
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#42. A smile tugged at her lips, and her eyes - their eyes - sparkled. 'Hello, Aedion.
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#43. It would all be fine, even if it went to hell, so long as he was here with her.
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#44. Aelin slumbered beside him, her breathing deep and even, yet again wearing one of his shirts. Some primal part of him snarled in satisfaction at the sight, at knowing she was covered in his scent.
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#45. Rowan lifted his eyebrows. Are you all right?
She nodded. I just want to get through these two days and be done with it.
"That will never stop being strange," Aedion muttered.
"Deal with it," she told him, carrying the suit into the bedroom. "Let's go hunt ourselves a pretty little demon.
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#47. Even before I knew who you were, Aelin, I knew that what you were working toward . . . It was worth it."
"What is?" Her throat tightened.
"A world where people like me don't have to hide.
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#48. She would not waste energy missing him, wishing he were here to talk everything through, or to just have the comfort of waking up beside him and knowing he existed. She swallowed
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#50. Whatever you had to do to survive, whatever you did from spite or rage or selfishness ... I don't give a damn. You're here - and you're perfect. You always were, and you always will be.
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#51. The two princes stared at each other, one gold and one silver, one her twin and one her soul-bonded. There was nothing friendly in the stares, nothing human - two Fae males locked in some unspoken dominance battle.
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#52. I kept thinking about how you might never know that I missed you with only an ocean between us. But if it was death separating us ... I would find you. I don't care how many rules it would break. Even if I had to get all three keys myself and open a gate, I would find you again. Always.
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#53. From tears to sass in a few minutes. I'm glad the month apart hasn't dimmed your usual good spirits.
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#54. They joined hands.
So the world ended.
And the next one began.
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#55. 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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#57. But Aelin suddenly said, "Thank you."
Nesryn paused, somehow knowing the queen had spoken to her.
Aelin put a hand on her heart. "For all that you're risking - thank you."
Nesryn's eyes flickered as she said, "Long live the queen.
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#58. I'm going to call in old debts and promises. To raise an army of assassins and thieves and exiles and commoners.
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#60. She slid of out his grasp. "If we live through tomorrow, you'll get the rest."
He didn't know whether to laugh or roar. "Are you trying to bribe me into surviving?
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#61. If she could keep breathing, she wouldn't fall apart.
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#62. You survived; I survived. We're together again. I once begged the gods to let me see you - if only for a moment. To see you and know you'd made it. Just once; that was all I ever hoped for.
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#63. Aelin had promised herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but what she was. She had crawled through darkness and blood and despair-she had survived.
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#64. I know you two are old and up past your bedtime so ill keep this quick.
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#65. . . . You're alive today because of that training, boyo
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#66. This thing between them, the force of it, could devour the world. And if they picked it, picked them, it might very well cause the end of it.
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#67. Rowan had not possessed an army of his own to give to Aelin. To give to Terrasen. So he had won an army for her.
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#68. That sounds a lot like, ' I have more secrets that I'm going to spring on you whenever I feel like stopping your heart dead in your chest.
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#69. Ten years of shadows, but no longer. Light up the darkness, Majesty.
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#70. She was fire, and light, and ash, and embers. She was Aelin Fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing, save the crown that was hers by blood and survival and triumph.
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#71. Why bother when a dramatic entrance is so much more fun?
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#72. One last time - you have to wear this mask one last time, and then you can bury Celaena Sardothien forever.
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#73. And Elide sobbed as Manon Blackbeak emerged, smiling faintly.
As Manon Blackbeak saw her and Aelin, knee-to-knee in the grass, and mouthed one word.
Hope.
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#74. Rowan stood with his queen in the rain, breathing in her scent, and let her steal his warmth for as long as she needed.
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#75. It was a long story, and sometimes she grew quiet and cried - and during those times he leaned over to wipe away her tears.
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#76. How can I take away somebody who means the world to someone else? Even if she is my enemy.
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#78. Aedion snorted. "Hurry up with the eggs. I'm going to die of starvation."
"Make the bacon, or you don't get any."
Aedion could hardly move fast enough.
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#79. Elegant, feminine, and utterly wild. Warm, and steadfast - unbreakable, his queen.
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#80. You will find, Rolfe, that one does not deal with Celaena Sardothien. One survives her
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#81. She dared a look at Rowan, whose face remained carefully blank, but saw the words there anyway. You wicked, clever fox. And here you were, thinking the red hair was just for vanity. I shall never doubt again.
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#82. They were full of light, of fire and starlight and sunshine. They over-flowed with it as they snapped the final tether on the king's power and cleaved his darkness away, burning it up until it was nothing.
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#83. She looked at them, at the three males who meant everything - more than everything. Then she smiled with every last shred of courage, of desperation, of hope for the glimmer of that glorious future. Let's go rattle the stars.
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#84. Aedion touched her shoulder. Welcome home, Aelin.
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#85. 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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#86. Having Aelin help him the first time had been awkward enough that he couldn't even go until she started singing a bawdy tune at the top of her lungs and turned on the sink faucet, all the while helping him stand over the toilet.
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#87. She knew he meant it. He'd burn the library, the city or the whole world to ashes if she asked him. It was their bond, marked by blood and scent and something else she couldn't place. A tether as strong as the one that bound her to her parents. Stronger, in some ways.
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#88. 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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#89. Tell me that even if I lead us all to ruin, we'll burn in hell together.'
'We're not going to hell, Aelin,' he said. 'But wherever we go, we'll go together.
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#90. Tell me that we'll get through tomorrow. Tell me that we'll survive the war. Tell me - " She swallowed hard. "Tell me that even if I lead us all to ruin, we'll burn in hell together.
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#91. We are the masters of our own fates - we decide how we go forward.
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#92. 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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#93. Aelin was no savior to rally behind, but a cataclysm to be weathered.
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#94. Don't tell me what I do and don't deserve. Don't tell me about tomorrow, or the future, or any of it.
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#95. But perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then.
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#96. And he wondered if Aelin was somehow watching the archipelago, and the seas, and the skies, as if she might never see them again.
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