Aldrik Quotes

The prince closed the tent flap behind him and did a short circle around her, assessing Vhalla from head to toe. "Sit." He motioned to a chair. "Or perhaps you'd rather I threw some pillows on the floor?" Vhalla's eyes widened, hearing the meaning between his words. "You look uncomfortable." The prince paused, his eyes reading hers. "I would think you'd be more at ease in a prince's tent. Or is it just my brother's?" "What do you want?" she demanded. "Today, I saw him in you." Baldair squinted his eyes, as if he was trying to imagine Aldrik imposed atop her. "The way you moved, the way you were rushed by the fight. Tell me, is that the only way he's been in you? ~ Elise Kova

I've always loved watching you sleep. Seeing you at peace." He brushed hair lovingly away from her face. "I plan to do it forever."
"Even now?" she whispered, wanting to hear the words between his words.
"Even now," he affirmed. ~ Elise Kova

You foolish idiot," he suddenly rasped, drawing himself to his feet. "You went without orders from your superior. You ignored the call. You could have killed yourself, you dumb girl." Vhalla shrunk back as though he'd slapped her. "And you stopped the storm." He sat heavily on the edge of her bed. Without hesitation, Aldrik reached up and cupped her cheek gently. "You foolish, amazing, astounding woman, you saved us all. ~ Elise Kova

She didn't make him out to be perfect. Vhalla knew Aldrik was horribly flawed. But so was she. He was prone to anger and she prone to selfishness. But they strove together to be better, for themselves and for each other. ~ Elise Kova

You have to earn it.' Vhalla didn't know what else to say. She had trusted him, to lead her, to teach her, and he broke that trust. It wasn't as though it was something she could simply start again on command. ~ Elise Kova

Larel's voice was sad and sincere. "Aldrik's been through a good deal, much of which he's never even imparted to me. But I've seen the edges of the darkness he shoulders. I don't think he worries for his sanity or his mortality. He doesn't want you to die because he's afraid that it would mean he'd have to live without you. ~ Elise Kova

Vhalla," he whispered with a voice as dark as midnight. His nose was almost touching hers.
"Aldrik," she breathed faintly, as though it was a prayer. No word had ever tasted sweeter on her tongue. ~ Elise Kova

He pressed his lips to her forehead. "Take care, lest I have to burn the Crossroads to the ground in a rage."
Vhalla laughed softly, very well realizing that it may not entirely be a jest. She grinned up at him playfully. "Take care yourself, lest I have to blow the Crossroads away in a rage. ~ Elise Kova

You wished for time," Aldrik explained. "I heard each utterance when you beseeched time to stop, for mornings not to come. I want you to know I shared your every sentiment. I wanted to give you the promise of my minutes, my hours, my days." His long fingers curled around hers, around the watch. "My future is yours, Vhalla Yarl. ~ Elise Kova

He traded his freedom for mine," she whispered. "He was a reckless fool, and I was a girl pulled along by puppet strings. The fire burned too hot, and we didn't notice until it consumed everything. ~ Elise Kova

Aldrik," she said stubbornly, "I survived the Night of Fire and Wind, an assassination attempt, a fall from the Pass, a run alone through the North." Vhalla took a step away and pulled his hands from her shoulders. "I've killed more people than I have fingers. I'm not the girl you found in the library, and I can protect myself. ~ Elise Kova

Aldrik didn't look at her as she slipped back into her armor. It was a short walk but the last thing she wanted was to leave a man's tent - the crown prince's tent - less dressed than when she came in. ~ Elise Kova

Then I realized I just wanted you around. My days were better when they involved you. I enjoyed your thoughts. It was thrilling to see you discover magic. You had a mad hopefulness about sorcery that I have not felt in almost a decade. I started finding excuses to take you away, not because you needed my teaching but because, because I wanted to see you. I looked forward to our meetings and - like that, Vhalla - your opinion mattered to the crown prince of the Empire. You mattered for who you were, not for your magic and what some dusty texts say Windwalkers may or may not be able to do. ~ Elise Kova

Vhalla blushed and averted her eyes from his handsome face. "It's still a poor choice," she whispered. "It always will be." Aldrik stood. Her breath quickened by his proximity alone. He hooked his fingers under her chin and pulled her face upward gently. "If you want to make the widely accepted appropriate decision, then leave now, have mercy and end this before you entice me further. Because I promise, this will never be easy - for either of us - and I refuse to love you halfway. ~ Elise Kova

Aldrik laughed darkly. "What did you think I was?" he snarled. "Did you think I went to war and read books?" Vhalla took another step back. "You ran head-first into my daily hell. Would it not be more convenient if weapons of death and torture could not talk back?" Vhalla forced herself not to tremble as she looked at him. He glared at her; the orange of the fire reflecting in the black mirrors of his eyes.
With all the bravery she possessed, Vhalla crossed the distance between them; he straightened and looked down at her, imposing. Vhalla swallowed hard and tried to muster her last scrap of confidence. There would be time later to ask him about the real reasons behind the war. For now, they needed to go home.
She grabbed his hand, praying it didn't burst into flames at her touch. It didn't.
"Quit being stupid, Aldrik. Let's go." His features barely softened, but it was more than enough to know she had made herself clear. Whatever this man was, he wasn't a monster. ~ Elise Kova

Aldrik - the crown prince, the future Emperor, Fire Lord, ruler of the Black Legion, sorcerer - was only a man. And men could be broken. ~ Elise Kova

You're right about it all. I wanted you. The moment I found out what you were, I wanted you like a prize to be captured and put on my shelf. And you, Vhalla, you made it so easy to manipulate you to walk right where I wanted you. You, with your transparent innocence. ~ Elise Kova

Vhalla was there the moment her prince became her Emperor. He turned back to her helplessly. For the first time in the whole of knowing him, Aldrik looked lost, shell-shocked. She tried to offer him an encouraging smile, but there was only one thing to be done. She had something more important to give him than her smiles. Vhalla dropped to her knee before the Emperor of the realms.
"Long live Solaris. ~ Elise Kova

You bastard." The words were out before she even had time to consider them, but after spoken she hardly regretted them.
"What did you say?" Prince Aldrik snarled.
"You, my prince ," she sneered in kind. "You are a self-centered, egotistical, self-absorbed, narrow-sighted, vain, self-important," she felt her anger finally reach its boiling point, "conceited bastard !" Vhalla cried out. ~ Elise Kova

It was not a beautiful sleep; it was a deep and worn out coma. Vhalla's face was flat against a pillow, her mouth open, and her breathing deep. Aldrik splayed out on the bed, limbs this way and that barely fitting alongside her. It was a sleep that rested in the comfort that they had one less thing to fear with the dawn. ~ Elise Kova

I want a place you hardly dare to even whisper. I want the bravery to not only read, but to do. I want a man, not a library boy. A man who is tall and witty and knows more about the world than you would ever dare dream. ~ Elise Kova

What does this have to do with me?" It was interesting history, but she didn't know why it was relevant. "Why did the West want Windwalkers?" Lord Ophain returned her question with a question. She was beginning to see where Aldrik got his teaching style from. ~ Elise Kova

They were an equal match with his heartbeat in the back of her mind. His combat prowess flowed through her veins, coupled with the skill Vhalla had gained from months of her own training. They both missed the slack-jaw amazement from the other soldiers. That the Windwalker danced toe-to-toe with one of the greatest sorcerers in the world, that she could best Aldrik as often as he bested her, that the prince seemed to find amusement - even joy - and not frustration at that fact. ~ Elise Kova

Just like that, the world changed. Aldrik held out both hands before her and helped her to her feet. Vhalla stood, not as a common-born library girl, a soldier, a sorcerer, or a lady, but as an Empress. ~ Elise Kova