Book: Empire of Storms
Quotes of Book: Empire of Storms
You look … ," Gavriel breathed, sinking into his chair. "You look so much like her." Aedion knew Gavriel didn't mean Aelin. Even Fenrys looked at the Lion now, at the grief rippling in those tawny eyes. But Aedion barely remembered his mother. Barely recalled anything more than her dying, wrecked face. So he said, "She died so your queen wouldn't get her claws on me." He wasn't sure his father was breathing. Lysandra stepped closer, a solid rock in the thrashing sea of his rage. Aedion pinned his father with a look, not sure where the words came from, the wrath, but there they were, snapping from his lips like whips. "They could have cured her in the Fae compounds, but she wouldn't go near them, wouldn't let them come for fear of Maeve"-he spat the name-"knowing I existed. For fear I'd be enslaved to her as you were." His father's tan face had drained of all color. Whatever Gavriel had suspected until now, Aedion didn't care. The Wolf snarled at the Lion, "She was twenty-three years old. She never married, and her family shunned her. She refused to tell anyone who'd sired me, and took their disdain, their humiliation, without an ounce of self-pity. She did it because she loved me, not you." And he suddenly wished he'd asked Aelin to come, so he could tell her to burn this warrior into ashes like that commander in Ilium, because looking at the face-his face … he hated him. He hated him for the twenty-three-year-old his mother had been, younger than he now was when she'd died, alone and sorrowful. Aedion growled, "If your bitch of a queen tries to take me, I'll slit her throat. If she hurts my family any more than she already has, I'll slit yours, too. book-quote
