Eidolon (Wraith Kings, #2)

by Grace Draven

I’m desperate for my wife. That’s it. No matter what you believe, you aren’t lesser. Not to me. You are all.”

“Lay with me. Give me the memory of your touch so I may carry it with me when I ride against the galla.”

“I would have been content to live my life as just Brishen,” he whispered into her hair. “Who was loved by Ildiko.”

“No one here is. And you still won’t be a coward if you decide to walk away.”

“Not in a thousand lifetimes would I let you do this. I love you too much.”

“Prince of night, come back and grow old with me.”