Beneath a Shattered Sky Quotes

“A cart of cabbages catches fire”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“In layman’s terms,” Drystan mutters, ignoring his family with a brutal curtness I suspect is pure self-preservation. “Bree will survive. He’s just really, really horny.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Oh, and, Redcap? My offer still stands.”

“Not interested.” Lore’s hat turns into a spiky mass that resembles a scarlet hedgehog. “I don’t want anything to do with the toxic cunt that spawned this grumpy asshole.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Ones with built-in baby bonnets are cutest,” he insists. “Mine was bright red from birth. My mother swears it was because I tried to rip my way out of her⁠—”

Drystan must sense the way that everything below my navel just shrivelled up and cringed, because he drags Lore away. “Enough, Redcap. There are children present.”

“What? At least being born with a hat is better than being born headless and snuggling a horse or however you came into the world.”

“I was not born with a horse”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“I’ve asked Prae a hundred times if she wants me to send him away. Her answer is always the same—she can’t make him suffer if he’s in exile. Not that the sounds coming from their sleeping bag sound much like suffering to me… but I’m going to continue to pretend I haven’t heard them… or seen them sneaking off in the night… or sneaking kisses at the back of the group while we’re riding.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Tried invading that court and gave up for a reason.” “I still think we could’ve managed it,”

Prae protests, her tone coloured with the exasperation of an old argument. “I had this design for metal carriages with these hooks that would be able to⁠—”

“We didn’t have the time or the resources to invent that. Letting them starve to death was a better⁠—”

“If you two have finished talking about all the ways you planned to invade my court, we need to get going.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“That stupid kid is always withering the wrong people. First his parents, then his aunt when she took him in. If I hadn’t knocked the little fucker out, he would probably have killed her in a toddler tantrum.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Do you know how much effort I put into those!” The gnome stabs down, tearing the fabric of my dullahan’s shirt but not managing to draw blood. “I was the prize winner of the largest vegetable in Illidwen for three years running!”

“Beautiful vegetables, too.” Lore nods frantically.

“Absolutely gorgeous,” Jaro agrees, sidling past the duo.

“Fucking traitors,” Drystan snarls, but is too busy trying to divert a blade that’s heading for his neck.

“Don’t you think you ought to help him?” I ask, cringing as my dullahan takes a foot to the windpipe.

Lore shakes his head frantically, taking my other elbow and doubling our already frantic march up the mushroom stairs. “Don’t be silly, little pet. Otis is insane.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Like you can talk. Yours is salmon.”

Lore looks at him, aghast. “Well, there’s only one solution, then.” A second later, they’re both gone.

“Great,” Drystan snarls. “We’ve lost our guide. You’d think as the mate of a legendary general, he’d have a little more self-control."

'Have you ever met a redcap who did?” Bree asks pointedly. “Because I haven’t.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“In that moment, the two of us share a disgruntled bond; that of two males confronted with the worst torment imaginable. Shopping.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“How long…”

She still won’t meet my eyes. “Years. We saw one another on the battlefield, and he said it clicked for him then. So I did what any sane female would and tried to take his head."

"How romantic.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Take Prae with you,” Caed suggests. “She’s bored, and it looks like I’ve won myself two sparring partners for the day.”

“Hooray for male bonding!”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“He’s naked, and that stupidly sticks with me. Because he shifted to escape his captors, then shifted back to take that blow from Eero, he died without clothes. Not only is he dead because of me, his sacrifice means he’ll be stuck as a naked ghost forever.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“The white hart. What was it Titania said? The white hart is a sign from Danu and bestows wisdom on the fae who finds it…I don’t feel like it bestowed wisdom. In fact, I’m pretty sure it just split my brain in two.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“And that is for the condescending, stuck up, winter fae attitude. Your mate deserves better than a prick who can’t even deal with his own emotional baggage.”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky

“Don’t you dare touch my horse!” Drystan snarls. I shrug.

“What are you going to do about it?” Nothing. He’s a head. Unfortunately, that’s the wrong thing to say. My ass catches fire. Literally. I drop to the floor, trying to smother the flames. “Fucking⁠—”
― Marie Mistry, Beneath a Shattered Sky