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

by Elise Kova

my mind isn’t a place that anyone should spend too much time in. It’s dangerous enough for me, and I live here.

Then Davien turns those eyes toward me and I know in that moment he’s going to break my heart before this is all over. Whatever pieces are still left to be broken.

your opinion, Katria…I’m finding your opinion is worth more and more by the minute.

“Why is it that it is so much easier for me to process being treated like a thing than a person? How is it that the latter hurts more?”

“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.”

I’m clearly perfectly capable of upsetting myself.

“I’m used to being hurt. I can survive being hurt.”

“You survived, and that’s commendable given that I only know the tip of the iceberg of your suffering. But merely surviving isn’t any way to live. I want you to thrive—you deserve to thrive.”

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.”

“I really saw you in the first moment you walked in my door. I have seen your soul, and I have fallen in love with it. So there’s nothing about the mortal casing it’s housed within that could make me love you less.”