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“I once lived in a place where the opinion of others mattered. It suffocated me, nearly broke me. So you’ll understand me, Feyre, when I say that I know what you feel, and I know what they tried to do to you, and that with enough courage, you can say to hell with a reputation.” Her voice gentled, and the tension between them all faded with it. “You do what you love, what you need.”
Connection between Feyre and Mor
but looking at Mor, I couldn’t explain it, couldn’t understand it, but … I felt it. Like I could indeed go to dinner with her. Talk to her.
Dropping her guard
If I wanted to be a part of a group who would likely push me, and overwhelm me, and maybe frighten me, but … If they were willing to stand against Hybern, after already fighting them five hundred years ago …
Feyrse is starting to get her fire back
I made to step away, but he gripped my chin. “You know the cost already.”
OOOOOOOOO
The voice was at once the night and the dawn and the stars and the earth, and every inch of my body calmed at the primal dominance in it.
Mating bond?
“When Amarantha made me kill those two faeries, if the third hadn’t been Tamlin, I would have put the dagger in my own heart at the end.”
Truth in her end
I made to jump off the stone, but he gripped my chin, the movement too fast to detect. His words were a lethal caress as he said, “Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?”
GIRLLLLLLLLLLLLL
“You could try rubbing it on certain body parts and I might come faster.”
HAAHHABABABAA
“Tonight. Let’s find out if you, Feyre darling, are all talk—or if you’ll allow a Lord of Night to take you out on the town.”
LOVE THE CHEMISTRY
Maybe they’d been a blanket over my eyes about the temper. The need for control, the need to protect that ran so deep he’d locked me up. Like a prisoner.
A love needed to help heal
No one was my master—but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.
Finding herself again. Reborn
belong solely to you, and always
“She’s mine,” he said quietly, but viciously enough that Devlon and his warriors nearby heard. “And if any of you lay a hand on her, you lose that hand. And then you lose your head.”
O snap
“When you spend so long trapped in darkness, Lucien, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.”
Feyres found herself:)
“You look good with wings,” he said, and kissed my brow.
HEHEHEHEHEE
And I realized—I realized how badly I’d been treated before, if my standards had become so low. If the freedom I’d been granted felt like a privilege and not an inherent right.
Freedom
“You might be my mate,” he said, “but you remain your own person. You decide your fate—your choices. Not me. You chose yesterday. You choose every day. Forever.”
Xoxo
“Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.” My equal in every way; she would wear my crown, sit on a throne beside mine. Never sidelined, never designated to breeding and parties and child-rearing. My queen.
Equals
