Empire of Storms (Throne of Glass, #5)

by Sarah J. Maas

“Your blood oath is stolen by a foreign prince, your queen is an assassin who appoints common whores to serve her, and yet you have nothing to say?”

This man has a deathwish ^.^

“As of this moment, until it is otherwise decided, you shall remain a princess by blood—but not queen.”

Tf?

“I serve you, Aelin. Do not apologize for putting me to use.”

I think the true punishment will be seeing me on the throne for the rest of your miserable life.”

“Because I am going to marry you,” he promised her. “One day. I am going to marry you. I’ll be generous and let you pick when, even if it’s ten years from now. Or twenty. But one day, you are going to be my wife.”

“I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.”

Wondered what he’d say if she told him she’d wanted to sink her teeth into his neck and find out what he tasted like. Put her mouth on other parts and see what he tasted like there.