Crowns of Ice (Fae of Snow & Ice, #4)

by Krista Street

“My mother always told me that my personality was like a fine wine.” “What do you think she meant by that?” Haxil arched an eyebrow. “That it was best left on the shelf to age and never be opened?”

my mother always said that my character would appeal to a select few who were astute enough to appreciate my fine taste.” Sandus laughed. “It sounds like your mother was trying to tell you that you’re a pain in the arse but in a nice way.”