Tiberias Calore Quotes

Another round," she goads, and holds out a hand for the cards. "I bet a week of laundry."
Across from us, Cal stops his preparatory stretching to snort. "You think Mare does laundry?"
"Do you, Your Highness?" I snap back, grinning. He just pretends not to hear me. ~ Victoria Aveyard

The months have been good to Tiberias Calore. A life of war suits him. He seems vibrant and alive, even after narrowly escaping death on the walls. ~ Victoria Aveyard

The choke?" I exclaim, perplexed.
Next to me, Cal tries his best to be civil. His best isn't very good.
"Idiocy," he snaps. "The Choke has more Silvers than you know, each one instructed to arrest or kill you on sight. If you're lucky, they'll take you back to prison. ~ Victoria Aveyard

I can't let the mistakes I've made bury me. ~ Victoria Aveyard

Our paths may be horrible, but they're the paths we made for ourselves. ~ Victoria Aveyard

Tiberias." I've never said his real name before. It doesn't suit him. It doesn't suit us. But that's who he is. "Choose me. ~ Victoria Aveyard

My son the general!" King Tiberias booms, his proud voice cutting through the din of the party. For a second, when he pulls Cal close, putting an arm around his son, I forget he's a king. I almost understand Cal's need to please him. What would I give to see my mother look at me like that, back when I was nothing but a thief? What would I give now? This world is Silver, but it is also gray. There is no black-and-white. ~ Victoria Aveyard

But, as in the rest of Galilee, the profits firm this increase in the means of production disproportionately benefited the large landowners and moneylenders who resided outside Capernaum: the wealthy priests in Judea and new urban elite in Sepphoris and Tiberias. The majority of Capernaum's residents had been left behind by the new Galilean economy. It would be these people whom Jesus would specifically target - those who found themselves cast to the fingers of society, whose lives had been disrupted by the rapid social and economic shifts taking place throughout Galilee. ~ Reza Aslan

It sets something off in Maven. He jumps out of reach, keeping his distance from all of us. The twitching returns in force, but his eyes blaze, all fire. No fear.
"You think I can't lie through pain," he snarls, his voice thundering through the room. "You think I haven't done it a thousand times?"
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For a brief, empty moment I see nothing but darkness, and I try not to think of Maven. His words. What his life was and continues to be. ~ Victoria Aveyard

And somehow everyone calls me a monster. ~ Victoria Aveyard

And his eyes are worst of all. Her eyes, Elara's eyes. Once I thought them cold, made of living ice. Now I know better. The hottest fires burn blue, and his eyes are no exception. ~ Victoria Aveyard

My skin burs under Maven's gaze, with the memory of one stolen kiss. It was him who saved me from Evangeline. Cal who saved me from escaping and bringing more pain upon myself. Cal who saved me from conscription. I've been too busy trying to save others to notice how much Cal saves me. How much he loves me. ~ Victoria Aveyard

The colonel looks eager, but Cal could not seem more reluctant. He keeps still, knowing that any twitch might betray his true feelings. The lack of movement is just as damning. "I'll see what I can come up with," he finally forces out. ~ Victoria Aveyard

He must be blessed, by someone or something. My only consolation is knowing I'm right about him, and always will be. ~ Victoria Aveyard

You could have been my red queen. ~ Victoria Aveyard

King Maven of House Calore meets my gaze the moment he knows I'm here....The instant hangs, suspended on a thread of time. A canyon of distractions yawns between us, filled with so much noise and graceful chaos, but the room might as well be empty. ~ Victoria Aveyard

Maven Calore is not his own self. He told me as much. He is a construct, a creation of his mother's additions and subtractions. A mechanical, a machine, soulless and lost. What a horror, to know that someone like this holds our fates in the palm of his quivering hand. ~ Victoria Aveyard

I know!" he growls back, his voice guttural. I wonder if all of his fire kind have eyes like his. Eyes that burn and smolder. ~ Victoria Aveyard

For a storm is certainly coming, whether from my hand or someone else's.
and i have no idea who will survive the dawn ~ Victoria Aveyard

I ache for my ability the way I ache for Mare, for Thomas, for who I was supposed to be. ~ Victoria Aveyard

Cal stares ahead, as if his eyes alone can set the entire world on fire. I think he wants to. That would make this easier. ~ Victoria Aveyard

It would hurt him deeply, wound him forever, if I let him glimpse what little is left of me. That I'm still here, in some forgotten corner, just waiting to be found. I could ruin him in one glance, one echo of the brother he remembers. Or I could free him of me. Make the choice for him. Give my brother one last proof of the love I can no longer feel, even if he knows it. ~ Victoria Aveyard

If Montfort will fight for you," the premier says, turning his eyes on Tiberias, "you must also fight for us."
Davidson's gaze flames gold. Tiberias burns red.
"They call you the Flame of the North, your Majesty, show us fire."
Then the premier looks at me, "And show us storm. ~ Victoria Aveyard

Not all crowns are worn where people can see. ~ Victoria Aveyard

There before you is perhaps the most important juncture in all the eastern empire." He slid down from his mount to point out one road after the other, naming the destinations. "The port of Joppa lies three days to the southwest, and beyond that the road continues on to Egypt. The southern road there leads to Jerusalem. Along the eastern route lies Tiberias, and beyond that Damascus and the province of Syria. That road leading north and west goes to Tyre, Sidon, and on to Tarsus." They stood upon a gentle rise, perhaps two hundred feet above the Megiddo Plains. ~ Davis Bunn

His expression is unreadable, but his meaning is clear. With one hand, he points at his feet. His fingers are whiter than I remember.

I do as he says.

I kneel. ~ Victoria Aveyard

She wasn't enough for me either. Enough to make me change, to pull me back from what I've willingly become. I wonder if Thomas would have been enough. ~ Victoria Aveyard