Empress of Fae (Blood of a Fae, #3)

by Briar Boleyn

I had fastened onto that hope like a drowning man to a rope. I had tied Morgan to that rope, forcing her to try to pull us aloft. Instead, she had cut the rope and run.

“I’ve waited my entire lifetime for Morgan,” I said simply. “I’ll go after her even if she doesn’t want me. Even if she runs in the opposite direction. I’ll follow her to the ends of Aercanum, and I’ll never stop.”

“Or she’ll turn me away and I’ll spend the rest of my life like a dog at her heels.” “Well, there’s no other place you’d rather be, right? Barking behind her?” Gawain punched me in the shoulder playfully.

“There are no limits to my love for you, Morgan. When Myntra and Eskira and every place in Aercanum have crumbled into oblivion and the universe itself dissolves into nothing, my heart will still beat for you.”

“I’m on a ship. More than halfway across the Kastra by now. I’m on my way to you, Morgan. Did you really think in a million years and a million lifetimes that I’d ever be able to stay away?”