A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

“There are good days and hard days for me—even now. Don’t let the hard days win.”

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.”

“To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”

So I smiled at him, broad and without restraint. “You’re exquisite,” he breathed.

“I am … very glad I met you, Feyre.”

“If you wish to speed your mate’s healing, in addition to your blood, a pink-flowered weed sprouts by the river. Make him chew it.”

“The High Lord of the Night Court is your mate.”

I set the bowl down before him. “Then eat.”

“I will light your pyres myself for what you did to my sisters.”

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.