A Dance with the Fae Prince (Married to Magic, #2)

by Elise Kova

Everything hinges on discussions had in a room that I’m not even privy to.

Gotta be in the room where it happens

A small room, filled with a small amount of things, for a woman she tried to make small her entire life. I vow then that I will never let this new husband or anyone else make me feel small. I will try with all my might to stand tall. I will never live cowering again.

My whole life I’ve been a vessel, allowing others to fill me with their wants, needs, thoughts… There is so much of everyone else that there is no room left for me. And now, when I need something of my own creation to offer, I come up short.