The Caged Queen (Iskari, #2)

by Kristen Ciccarelli

And it is when you cannot see yourself in another that you turn them into an enemy.

“Say you’re mine,” she whispered, staring down at him. “Or I won’t have you.” He tilted his head back, raising his eyes to hers. “Who else’s would I be?”

“You think love is as fragile as that? Like a stalk of wheat, easily broken in a storm? That’s not what love is.”

“Real love is the strongest kind of steel. It’s a blade that can be melted down, its form changed with every bang of the hammer, but to break it is a task no one is capable of. Not even Death.”