“I shouldn't have been surprised. Not when Rhysand liked to make a spectacle of everything. And found pissing off Tamlin to be an art form. But there he was. Rhysand, HIgh Lord of the Night Court, now stood beside me, darkness leaking from his like ink in water.” Sarah J MaasFeyreFeyre ArcheronRescueRhysandRhysA Court Of Mist And FuryTamlinSurprisedGate Crashing Book:A Court of Mist and Fury Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“What a pretty little wedding,' Rhysand said, stuffing his hands into his pockets as those many swords remained in their sheaths. The remaining crowd was pressing back, some climbing over seats to get away. Rhys looked me over slowly, and clicked his tongue at my silk gloves. Whatever had been building beneath my skin went still and cold. 'Get the hell out,' growled Tamlin, stalking toward us. Claws ripped from his knuckles. Rhys clicked his tongue again. 'Oh, I don't think so. Not when I need to call in my bargain with Feyre darling.' My stomach hollowed out. No- no, not now. 'You try to break the bargain, and you know what will happen,' Rhys went on, chuckling a bit at the crowd still falling over themselves to get away from him. He jerked his chin toward me. 'I gave you three months of freedom. You could at least look happy to see me.” FunnySarah J MaasFeyreFeyre ArcheronWeddingRhysandRhysA Court Of Mist And FuryTamlinGate Crashing Book:A Court of Mist and Fury Source: A Court of Mist and Fury