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

by Sarah J. Maas

“If you hadn’t stolen my bride away in the night, Rhysand, I would not have been forced to take such drastic measures to get her back.” I said quietly, “The sun was shining when I left you.” Those green eyes slid to me, glazed and foreign. He let out a low snort, then looked away again.

“Call off your overgrown bat,”

“Stay with the High Lord,” he murmured.