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

by Elise Kova

“You’re going to make me think you have some kind of obsession with my shoulders.”

Whenever someone tries to tell a lie to me, I smell smoke. Whenever I tell a lie, I taste metal.

“If you smirk like that at me again, I won’t be able to stop myself from kissing that smug expression off your lips.”

“Despite all odds, I love you, Katria.”

“I love you in a way that I never expected to love anyone. I have always been destined to be thrown into a marriage of convenience. I never expected to love.”

“But I swear to you, Katria, with all I am and all I will be…as long as I draw breath, I will never let them, or anyone, hurt you again. You will never have to go back to that house. And should you ever wish to, because you feel that confronting them in the cruelty they have wrought will bring you some peace, I swear I will stand by your side if you need me.”

“Because I love you, truly. I love you in a way that makes me want to sacrifice for you. That makes me want to move the mountains, or oceans, or stars, to merely see you smile.” He strokes my cheek again, looking down at me with all the wonder in the world. “That is what love is, Katria—what it should be. You are worthy of that love, from me, from others, and from yourself.”