“Little Rose,” I said, voice low, grip tight on the hilt of my blade. I kept my focus ahead. I watched as sea fae tumbled off the sides of their ships and spilled into the water, fierce on the attack. “I need to tell you, whatever happens here—I have loved you all my life.” “Gods, I hate that. I mean, I love it, but I hate that you’re saying it because you think we’re going to meet the Otherworld.”
