A Court of Frost and Starlight (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3.5)

by Sarah J. Maas

No wonder that first ruler of the Night Court had made this his insignia. Along with the three stars that only appeared for a brief window each year, framing the uppermost peak of Ramiel like a crown. It was during that window when the Rite occurred.

“You drove me out of my mind. All those months. I still don’t quite believe I get to have this. Have you.”

I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.”

She smiled broadly. Bright as the full moon, lovelier than any star.

“To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return.”

She had always been drawn to the untamed, wild things of the world.