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

by Sarah J. Maas

Rhys knew exactly why there were nights when I would cling tighter to him, why there were moments in the bright, clear sunshine that I would grip his hand. He knew, because I knew why his eyes sometimes turned distant, why he occasionally just blinked at all of us as if not quite believing it and rubbed his chest as if to ease an ache.

She loves you—in a way I’ve never seen anybody love anyone.”

“It’s the legends, the lies, they spin us when we’re children. About the glory and wonder of the mating bond. I thought it was all bullshit. Then you two came along.”

“that it’s all some sort of joke. Some sort of cosmic trick, and that no one—no one—can be this happy and not pay for it.” “You’ve already paid for it, Rhys. Both of you. And then some.”

“You were born on the longest night of the year.” His fingers again stroked down my back. Lower. “You were meant to be at my side from the very beginning.”

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

“I love you,” he breathed. “More than life, more than my territory, more than my crown.”

the last bargain we’d made. To remain together through all that waited ahead.