Gwenvael Quotes

Lady Talaith. Is that what you're wearing to dinner tonight?"
...
"And exactly when did I start owing you an explanation for
anything I do?"
"She's got you there, brother." The pair turned on him so fast,
Gwenvael stumbled back against the window, almost falling out of it.
"Don't bother. I'll accidentally hit myself in the head later. ~ G.A. Aiken

Dagmar faced the Iron, quickly bowed her head. "King Gaius, I'm sorry about the confusion. I'm Dagmar Reinholdt, Vassal of
Garbhán Isle and Battle Lord - "
"And my piece of ass!" Gwenvael announced from the other end of the table while he dropped into one of the chairs. "So keep
your grubby Sovereign claws off her. ~ G.A. Aiken

He smiled at her. "Now, are you going to thank me properly?"

"I said 'thank you.' That's considered in some cultures as thanking you properly."

"I was hoping for a little more than that."

She studied him for a long moment before she nodded.

"All right." She scooted down a bit on the bed, pulled her gown up high on her thighs, and relaxed back into the mattress. "If you could make it quick before the food gets here, that would be great."

Gwenvael felt a small twitch beneath his eye. He often got something similar right on his eyelid but only when he had to deal with his father. Apparently a new one had developed that belonged only to Lady Dagmar. "That's not what I meant."

"I hope you're not expecting me to get on my knees because I don't think the healer - "

"No!" Good gods, this woman! "That's not what I meant, either."

"That's always what men mean when they ask to be thanked properly."

"Your world frightens me. I want us to be clear on that." He leaned over and grabbed her waist, lifting her until her back again rested on the propped-up pillows.

"I'm unclear as to what you want, then."

"A kiss," he said, pulling her dress back down to her ankles. "A simple kiss. ~ G.A. Aiken

It wasn't the first time he'd run for his life. And it most likely would
not be the last. In the past few decades, though, he'd mostly run from
angry fathers who'd found him where they felt he should not be. Or he'd
run from town guards - sent by angry fathers who'd found him where they
felt he should not be. ~ G.A. Aiken

Aren't you going to hit him?" Éibhear asked.
"I don't feel like it."
"Good gods." Gwenvael stood. "This is worse than we thought,
Éibhear. Up, brother." Gwenvael grabbed Briec's arm and pulled
him to his feet. "There is only one answer for this."
"Which is?"
"Drinking and eating. The whoring we will keep until we get you
good and drunk. ~ G.A. Aiken

Tearing a piece of bread off the loaf, Briec wandered over to the partially open Great Hall doors and looked out into the courtyard. It was extremely early and things were just beginning to stir as the two suns rose. But Briec saw them easy enough. Gods, how could he miss them standing there, saying nothing - and staring at the castle.
Briec slammed the doors shut.
"Briec?" Fearghus asked as he walked up behind him. "What's going on?"
"Where the hell is that idiot?"
"Gwenvael?"
"No."
"Dad?"
"No. The big blue idiot."
"I don't know. Why?"
"The Mì-runach are outside."
"So. They're probably looking for the big blue idiot."
"Not the three he brought with him. All of the Mì-runach. They're standing in our courtyard . . . waiting."
Fearghus nodded. "All right. We'll kill all the females first and then kill ourselves. ~ G.A. Aiken

Me? Kachka, you love me!" "I love your beauty. I have no use for you personally. You represent all that we hate." "Why do you talk to him so?" Elina asked. "He cannot help that he is beautiful but worthless." "I am not worthless! I am Gwenvael the - " "We do not care, lizard!" Kachka barked. ~ G.A. Aiken

Dagmar tried to stand, and Gwenvael caught her hand, pulling her back down. "You can't leave me. I'm tortured and brooding. You need to show me how much you adore me so I can learn to love myself again."
"You've never stopped loving yourself."
"Because I'm amazing. ~ G.A. Aiken

Hysterical laughter. Why did he keep hearing hysterical laughter? Fearghus opened one eye to stare at his two siblings. The were practically falling over each other they were laughing so hard. They woke him up from a sound sleep for this? "What?"
His current mood wouldn't allow for this. And definitely wouldn't allow for him. Gwenvael choked out an answer. "She braided your hair, brother."
"Like a horse's mane," his sister added. ~ G.A. Aiken

I'm a politician, Gwenvael! Of course, I don't have a conscience. ~ G.A. Aiken

I just don't understand our brother. A human." Briec gave a great sigh, causing Gwenvael to roll his eyes in annoyance.
"You don't know anything, Briec. She's different."
"Don't you really mean crazed, baby brother?"
Gwenvael saw Morfyd's white scales swooping toward them. He stood up. Both he and Briec were already in human form and dressed.
"You're just mad she slapped you around." Gwenvael looked at his brother. "Like a bitch."
Briec stood up. Slightly taller than Gwenvael, but still shorter than Fearghus, he tended to be just as much fun to torture as their older sibling. "I let her hit me."
"You had to. Otherwise she would have killed you where you stood. ~ G.A. Aiken

Don't make me cover your face with a pillow until you see my side of things."
"Isn't that called murder? ~ G.A. Aiken

Briec removed his
clothes and slipped into bed with her, wrapping his arms around
her waist and snuggling her from behind.
"Izzy?"
"That's just ridiculous," he growled.
She glanced at him over her shoulder. "It could have been
worse. I could have said Gwenvael."
"And forced me to kill my own brother. ~ G.A. Aiken

A bored Gwenvael is an entire town
destroyed accidently. ~ G.A. Aiken