Queens of Mist and Madness (Fae Isles, #4)

by Lisette Marshall

‘Did I ever tell you how utterly irresistible you are when you’re threatening bloody murder in my name, Em?’

‘Is this the moment to tell you how utterly bewitching you look in the blood of my enemies?’

‘Time to get to work, cactus. Think of it this way – we can’t get our cats if we die on the battlefield.’

‘Let’s go kill the bitch, then,’ I said.

‘No, no, no.’ He shook his head, still grinning broadly. ‘You don't get it, Noisy Death.

noisy death had be rolling