Vow of Thieves (Dance of Thieves, #2)

by Mary E. Pearson

It doesn’t always take an army to save the world. Sometimes it takes just one person who won’t let evil win.

“Are you sorry?” I felt myself falling deeper into the world that was Jase Ballenger. “Never. Not through a thousand tomorrows could I ever be sorry. Trouble with you makes me glad for it. I love you with every breath I will ever breathe. I love you, Jase.” “More than an orange?” he asked between kisses. “Let’s not get carried away, Patrei.”

I kissed the top of her head. My breath, my blood, my calm.