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

by Elise Kova

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.

“I’m trying to protect you because I’m stunning. Because if you were to look at me with those eyes that Oren tells me are like a tempest sea, I could never let you go.”

You cannot pick the parts of me you enjoy and abandon the rest.”

“Because now you know this is how you should have been treated all along. Because you know that if one person sees you, respects you as they should, then there’s no excuse for anyone else not to. The fault does not lie—has never lain—with you, but rather the shortcomings of those you have been surrounded by. You were always worthy.”

This power was never mine, it’s yours. There’s no point in my learning it now or ever. I’m just a bystander, an accident, a thief. I am a brief note in your symphony, and it hurts too much to pretend to be anything else.”