Lady of The Lake (Fey Academy for Spies, #3)

by C.N. Crawford

Well, it’s official now. I’ve gone rogue.

He’s desperate, the perfectly composed prince coming undone before me, and I want this moment to last forever. His expression is worshipful.

Without you, now, I think it would feel like the air stopped moving through the trees. It would feel like the sun would never rise, the rivers would stop flowing, and everything would turn to dust.”

I put out fires, but sometimes I want to watch the world burn.