A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3)

by Sarah J. Maas

And I barely slept that night, twisting in the sheets until Rhys woke and patiently listened to me murmur my fears until they were nothing but shadows.

“Feyre Archeron.” A labored breath. “I told you—to stay with the High Lord. And you did.”

that light can be found in even the darkest of hells.

“He told me that he’s got three daughters who live here. And that he failed them for many years. But he would not fail them this time.”