Court of Ice and Ash (The Broken Kingdoms, #2)

by L.J. Andrews

do enjoy listening to the both of you say thoughts out loud. Almost as if you’re convincing the fates that brought her to us, as if they care what you think. Elise is his hjӓrta, the song of our prince.”

Legends spoke of old fury that would connect two lovers in such a way their souls seemed to bond like a song’s harmony. Unbreakable.

For Halvar. For the throne. For Valen.

“He always will,” Tor snarled. “You will either be his rise or his downfall. And neither of you sees it.”

“I care little about me, Elise Lysander,” Tor said. “But be warned. Save him, or not even bindings will stop me from killing every last one of you.”

I would do all I could to get the Night Prince to see he could be more. He could rise as the man Etta needed, but I would not keep wounding my heart for a man who would not take it for his own.

YEESSS!!

Never did I anticipate such an infuriating, foolhardy, beautiful creature to take command of my every decision. I tried to keep a fair distance, tried to keep aloof, and I still cracked at the slightest thought of harm befalling her. She did not have fury, but she might as well have. Elise Lysander cast a spell over me. One I could not break.

“When someone trusts you so much that they reveal their broken, splintered pieces, you cannot unsee them. You help them mend. You share yours.”

This. ♡

He didn’t care about anyone watching when he pulled me close and kissed me. Not long enough, and the kiss came from a place of fear. A tremble darkened his voice when he whispered against the curve of my ear, “Never doubt for whom my heart beats.”

I had a love as you described, I imagine I would find the strength to keep living until I took it back. Forgive me if I misjudged your conviction.”

“My name is Valen Ferus, the Night Prince of Etta! And you, false king, you are in my seat.”

“You should know, Kvinna, my heart and soul are yours for the taking.”