Rhiannon Matthias Quotes

“Violet Sorrengail,' she whispers, moving closer. 'Are you wearing Riorson's flight jacket?'

Liam's head snaps in my direction, curse his stupidly good hearing.

'Why would you say that?' I do a shitty job of feigning shock and shove the sheaths into every available pocket in this thing. All three of them, which are considerably deeper than the ones in my own jacket.

'Oh, I don't know. Because it's huge on you and there are three stars right here?' She taps where there's only one star on her uniform.

Well, shit. Just goes to show that neither of us was thinking clearly.

'It could be any third-year's.' I shrug.

'With a Fourth Wing shield on the shoulder?' She cocks an eyebrow.

'That does limit it a bit,' I agree.

'And a wingleader emblem beneath those stars?' she teases.

'Fine, it's his.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Let me guess. With a name like Sorrengail, I bet you were the first to volunteer this year.'

'I was more like volun-told.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Stop letting fear leach into your voice,' Luca snaps from behind Rhiannon. 'If the dragons think you're a coward, you'll be nothing but a name tomorrow.'

'She says,' Ridoc narrates, 'inducing more fear.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“So, if we win, we get a chance to die sooner?' Rhiannon whispers.

'Maybe they're trying a reverse psychology thing.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I'll let you know if I need your help burying a body later."

Ridoc sputters into a cough, and Sawyer pounds him on the back.

"I think she might mean you," Rhiannon says as she gives Xaden an arch look.

"I'm certain she does.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“I'm in love with Xaden Riorson." Mira. Them. I seem to able to say the words to anyone who isn't Xaden.

"Hate to break it to you, but that's not a secret," Ridoc says, shaking his head.

"Yes, it is," I argue, my grip tightening on the mug.

"No," Sawyer chimes in. "It's really not."

"Hasn't been for a while," Rhi adds”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“I'll take being lucky over being good any day.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I knew it!' Rhi grins. 'Tell me it's good.'

'I broke his window.' I wince and my cheeks heat.

'Like... you threw something at it?' Her brow knits.

'No. As in, lightning stuck... a lot, and I shattered his window.'
...
'Damn,' Rhiannon grins. 'I wish someone made me shatter windows.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You keeping any other secrets up there?' Rhiannon eventually asks.

Guilt settles in my stomach when I think of Xaden and his meeting with the other marked ones. 'I think it's impossible to know everything there is to know about someone.' I feel like shit but keep from lying, at least.

She snorts a laugh. 'If that wasn't skirting the question. How about this? Promise me that if you need help, you'll let me give it to you.'

A smile spreads across my face despite the terrifying greens we're walking by. 'How about this,' I toss over my shoulder. 'I promise that if I need help you're capable of giving, I'll ask, but only-' I hold up my forefinger- 'if you promise the same.'

'Deal.' She smiles wide.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You're a shameless flirt.'

'Thank you.' He grins and goes back to carving.

'It wasn't a compliment.'

'Don't mind her, she's just sexually frustrated. Makes a girl crabby.'
...
'That has nothing to do with it.' Gods, could she have said that a little louder?

'And yet I don't hear you denying it.' She smiled sweetly at me.

'I'm sorry I don't make the cut,' Liam teases. 'But I'm sure Riorson would be fine with my reviewing a couple candidates, especially if it means you'll stop flipping him off in front of his entire wing.'

'And how exactly would you be reviewing candidates? What will you be scoring?' Rhiannon asks, one eyebrow raised above her wide grin. 'This I have to hear.'

I manage a straight face for all of two seconds before laughing at how horrified he suddenly looks. 'Thanks for the offer, though. I'll make sure to run any potential liaisons by you.'

'I mean, you could watch,' Rhiannon continues, blinking innocently at him. 'Just to be sure she's fully covered. You know, so no one... sticks it to her.'

'Oh, are we telling dick jokes now?' Ridoc asks from Liam's side. 'Because my entire life has led up to this moment.'

Even Sawyer laughs.

'Fuck me,' Liam mutters under his breath.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“That is...' Rhiannon murmurs beside me.

'It sure is,' I agree.

'Stop objectifying your wingleader,' Liam teases.

'Is that what we're doing?' Rhiannon asks, not bothering to look away.

My mouth waters at the muscled expanse of his back and that sculpted ass. 'Yeah, I think that's what we're doing.'

Liam snorts.

'We could just be watching for technique.'

'Yeah. We absolutely could be.' But I'm not.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Is anyone going to tell us why we just walked out of Battle Brief?" Cat asks, a few steps behind me.

"Violet has a look in her eyes," Rhiannon explains, keeping up at my side.

"The same one she had before Squad Battle last year," Sawyer says.

"She's onto something, and from our experience, you just roll with it," Rhiannon finishes.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Iron Flame

“I don't need you to protect me.'

'I know. But it's just what friends do, Rhi.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Second thoughts?' She tilts her head, studying me. 'You look like maybe there are third thoughts, even.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing