The Dark Lord Quotes

“By all accounts, she seems like a lovely woman,” Atreus said for his ears only. “And she keeps you in line.” Jax smiled, a shade embarrassed. “There is good reason for that. I am afraid of her.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“His enormous and deadly presence had momentarily startled her.   He had his helm on, visor flipped up and dual-colored eyes fixed on her.  After the events of the evening, Kellington wasn’t sure how to react to him.  They simply stared at each other for several long seconds.  Finally, he lifted a dark eyebrow. “You will have to overcome your fear of knights.” “What do you mean?” “Screaming every time I walk into a room.” She pursed her lips irritably as she checked her box to make sure she had everything she needed. “I am not afraid of knights as a whole,” she eyed him. “Just certain ones who emerge from darkness like Lucifer himself.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“He frowned gently, kissing away the moisture on her cheeks. “I love you more than life.  Why would you ask such a thing? Have I not demonstrated that over and over again?”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“My love,” he murmured into her hair. “Do not worry so. ‘Tis true I have ambitions and always will, but for now, I believe I am satisfied.  I have the greatest treasure a man could ever have. I’m not sure more castles or more wealth or more lands could ever compete with you and Cole.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Gazing into her soft eyes, he would have given up the entire world had she asked it.  He was leaving with his life and with Kellington.  Nothing on earth was more important to him.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“For all of the pain and suffering you have caused, I should end it all right here.  But I am going to show something you have thus far been incapable of displaying, and that is the quality of mercy.  Remember this day, de Velt. Remember when another man showed you leniency as you lay at the tip of his sword and perhaps the next time you are in a similar position, you will remember this day and you will honor it.  Perhaps this moment will sink deep into your soul and you will never kill another man as long as you live because somewhere, at some time, another knight showed you such compassion as you have never had the heart to feel.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Denedor’s helmed head turned to her. “My lady,” he said in his patient, deep voice. “You do not know what transpires in the hearts of men.  Understand that there are some things worth fighting and dying for by any means necessary.  This is one of those times.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Jax spun the broadsword in a very skilled, very deadly move. “If any man moves to take the lady, he will not survive this day.  She is mine.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“That only made him feel guiltier. He hugged her tightly, hoping to ease her sorrow, not knowing what else to say.  He did not want to be the cause of her tears. After a few moments of rocking her gently, he pulled her back and wiped her cheeks with his fingers.     “No tears,” he kissed her forehead. “There is no need.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“In just the short time I have known you, I have come to see something of a world that I never knew,” he said quietly. “I told you once that you were a corner of heaven I never knew existed; I should like to learn everything I can about it.  But, inevitably, when you mix heaven and hell, there are bound to be some adjustments on both sides.  I can never fully change and neither can you; but I would not have you any other way.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Where are you going?” she asked. He smiled at her. “I was trying not to wake you,” he said, securing his breeches. “As much as I would love to lounge with you all day, there are a few tasks that require my attention.  Go back to sleep if it pleases you.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Oh… Jax,” she breathed. “It’s lovely. Absolutely lovely.” He grinned, pleased at her reaction. “Do you like it?” She nodded eagerly. “I love it.” He took it from her and gently took her left hand, sliding the ring onto her third finger.  It fit snuggly. “It will make a fine wedding ring,” he said, then gestured to the bag again. “See what else I have brought you.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“My sweetest little love,” the dual-colored eyes were moist with emotion. “Know that I have loved you since nearly the moment we met. I cannot remember when I have not loved you.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Your daughter is worthy of much greater men that I.  But I will swear to you now that no man can provide better for her or respect her more than I.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Lock down the fortress,” he hissed at Denedor. “Lock it down and prepare for the worst.  We have something he wants and he’ll stop at nothing to get it.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“How can you know that he has changed? He’s the Dark Lord, for Heaven’s Sake; do you simply think he will forget all that he ever was to become a good and true husband to you? If you sincerely believe that, then I think you are foolish.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“The problem is de Velt.  If he is to be discouraged from the lady, then it will have to come from her lips. That is the only way I can imagine he will back off, if at all.  If he truly wants her, nothing will stop him.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“De Velt will tear this country apart looking for her,” Denedor said flatly. “If he feels for her as she says he does, then nothing will stop him.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Even though Atreus involved himself with the men, he couldn’t help but remain awed by his conversation with Jax.  The man was being pulled apart by emotion, something he had never before experienced. That could be dangerous, especially when it came to Jax de Velt. The man was devastatingly unpredictable as it was without the added element of emotion. Love. ”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Jax realized he wasn’t at all distressed with the thought of handing back three hard-won castles. If it would return Kellington to him, he would hand over the Welsh Marches, too.  In fact, he would hand over everything if it would only get her back.  “She is worth all that and more,” he said quietly.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Negotiate for her.” Jax stared at him long moment. “I do not negotiate.” “Not even for Kellington?” “She is mine.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“He nodded. “I have a seven year old son.  He is preparing to leave to foster.” Kellington shook her head. “I have never agreed with that particular aspect of child rearing.  To send children away so young seems cruel.” He lifted his eyebrows. “You sound like my wife.” She looked at him. “Indeed? Then perhaps you should listen to her.  At seven years old… he is still a baby.” Denedor grinned. “He is a big lad who already swings a sword with skill. He is ready to learn from those I have selected to teach him.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“He only wished he had more than eight hundred men to lay siege to Alnwick; he needed to make a strong show.  It was perhaps the most important siege of his life. It was for Kellington.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Jax knew that, but his determination to reach Kellington was so great that he did not care. He had just killed a man who had tried to separate him from her.  He was not about to settle back and wait it out, not now.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Jax’s dual-colored eyes flashed, looking strangely bright in his pale face. “De Vesci holds her; I want her back. I doubt her father is going to simply hand her over. Therefore, I need my troops.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Without a word, Atreus unsheathed his broadsword in a single smooth motion and thrust it into Amadeo’s chest.  Amadeo’s eyes widened at the shock, the pain, the betrayal. As Jax reached him, he drove his sword in to the man’s back. Gored in the front and in the back, Amadeo collapsed to the floor in a heap. ”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“I will say one word that shall explain all,” he snarled. “Kellington.” Amadeo’s blue eyes flickered with realization but, to his credit, he did not falter. “What of the lady? I swear to you, my lord, I never…” Jax squeezed hard. “No lies,” he snapped. “I know of your orders to remove her from Pelinom and I know you threatened to kill her if she did not leave. So before I end your miserable life, know this; what I do, I do to eliminate the threat to Kellington. No more, no less.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“But when Jax got within a few feet of him and he heard the soft sing of a broadsword being unsheathed, a warning went off in his head and he instinctively bolted to his feet.  He saw the blade coming towards him and he leapt over the bench, unsheathing his own sword in a split second.  Raising the blade, he narrowly avoided having his head cut off. The benches upended and Michael leapt from his seat, making haste to put distance between himself and the combatants. As he watched in shock, Jax went after Amadeo with the power of an avenging angel.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“Jax didn’t know what to say; he was as close to raging with insanity as he had ever been in his life.  He was, frankly, afraid to say anything at all, afraid he would explode in all directions. Atreus could see the turmoil, the fury, in his lord’s two-colored eyes.  He’d never been truly afraid of Jax until this moment; now, he could see the fire of the Devil raging in the oddly colored eyes and he was seriously concerned.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord

“I simply wanted to know if you loved your wife because if you did, then you would understand my desire to be with Jax,” she said softly. “I am not insane or foolish. I know Jax de Velt has a horrible reputation. I know everyone fears and hates him.  But I am telling you that the man’s reputation does him a great disservice. He can be quite kind and understanding.  And he is very humorous at times.” She suddenly shook her head and turned away. “Perhaps I am the only one that sees that side to him.  Perhaps I really am insane.  But my desire to be with him is not a death wish. It is the truth.”
― Kathryn Le Veque, The Dark Lord