Quotes About Conflict

Jude never loved Locke.' My face feels hot, but my shame is an excellent cover to hide behind. 'She loved someone else. He's the one she'd want dead.' I am pleased to see Cardan flinch. 'Enough,' he says before I can go on. 'I have heard all I care to on this subject-

I liked you, you know," he says. "I like you still." For a moment, I wonder what would happen if I hauled off and punched him.

To the incompetence of our enemies.

Come home. Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must. Just come home.

He hates you, even if he wants you, he hates you. Maybe he hates you all the more for it.

I hated you," Jude reassures him, bringing her mouth to his.

I have struck the Prince of Elfhame. Oh, I am in trouble now.

Many nights I drifted off to sleep to his rumbling voice reading from a book of battle strategy. And despite myself, despite what he'd done and what he was, I came to love him. I do love him. It's just not a comfortable kind of love.

I tried to kill you,' she reminds me. 'You've described pretty much every important relationship in my life,' I return.

So am I! And the only reason I'm in the human world is because Dad wants the stupid crown and you want it and everyone wants it. Well, I don't. It's cursed.

I know you're angry with me...' I begin. 'Am I?' he asks, looking up at me as though there is a bitter taste in his mouth. 'Maybe I'm glad that you gave me an opportunity to be my worst self.

Enjoy your conversation." Maybe they will. They both hate me. That gives them something in common.

She is my wife," Cardan says, his voice carrying over the crowd. "The rightful High Queen of Elfhame. And most definitely not in exile.

We all have things inside ourselves we can't kill,' I say, not sure which part of me would be better off dead: this monster self, or the normal one who wants nothing more than a little place on a little planet with his friends, the one who will have to live with being a killer.

I don't want to be a vampire, she told herself over and over again. But in her dreams, she kind of did.

What's wrong with Oak? He stomped in here and slammed his door. Is he going to be this dramatic when he's a teenager?' 'He doesn't want to be High King,' I tell her. 'Oh. That.' Vivi glances toward his bedroom. 'I thought it was something important.

He reaches toward me, as though he's going to run his fingers over the bruises. I bring up the crossbow, and he thinks better of it.

Let's talk about your behavior tonight," says Madoc, leaning forward. "Let's talk about your behavior tonight," I return

You ran away,' he said. 'I want to run away.' I shifted into a more comfortable position. It wasn't that I'd run. I hadn't had anywhere else but here to go. My fingers plucked at a piece of grass. He had everything, didn't he? 'Why?' I asked again. 'Because I am tired of people trying to assassinate me.

Taryn glowers, putting her chin up. 'I didn't want to fight.' 'Then you ought not to do so in the future,' Madoc says. 'There's no point in fighting if you're not intending to win.

Tell me you hate me.' 'I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.' He kisses me harder. 'I hate you. I hate you so much that sometimes I can't think of anything else.

He peers down at me. 'You're a liar,' he says, eyes glittering with fury. 'A dirty, mortal liar.

You don't know how long I've waited to hear those word,' he says. 'You don't want me dead.' 'If you joke about this, I am going to-' 'Kill me?' He asks, raising both black brows. I think I might hate him after all.

They are two people who ought to have, by all rights, remained enemies forever.