Blue Lily, Lily Blue (The Raven Cycle, #3)

by Maggie Stiefvater

But it didn’t help. Because on the other side of the man was Maura Sargent. She was still, her hands stuffed in her armpits, but she was alive. Alive, alive, alive, and Blue’s mother, and she loved her, and she had found her.

Blue was taking less of a shine to her father than she’d hoped all these years. “You, sir, have a lot of suppositions that you’re considering fact, and I think, in a better time, you should take a long think about everything you’re sure is true. But for now, tell me if I can drag her out of this place and up that hole. That is the way out, right?”

i love her

them. She tried not to care about how the sweater was surely ruined and stretched out now, but Persephone had made it for her, and that felt as dire as everything else. Every concern and every joy had become equal, priority erased by terror.

She threw her arms and hugged him tightly in a hug he couldn’t return. Leaning her cheek against his stubble, she whispered, “I wish I could remember how you said that hero bit in Old English.” The Gray Man said it.

‘A coward’s heart is no prize, but the man of valor deserves his shining helmet.’ ” “I’m working on it,” Blue replied as she used the switchblade she had hidden in her hand to silently slice the zip ties that bound his wrists. She stepped back. He remained bowed over, with his hands behind his back, but he raised one colorless eyebrow at her.

She trailed off, and finally they released each other. The Gray Man stood by her elbow, and when she turned, she made a face, and then she touched his stubbled cheek.

The knowledge of Persephone’s death hummed constantly through Adam like the pulse of the ley line.

And he used to think he needed to use it to ask to be free of Cabeswater, but now it seemed like a strange thing to ask for. Like asking to be freed from Gansey or Ronan.

Then he realized the only thing he needed the favor for was to save Gansey’s life.