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

by Sarah J. Maas

“You are my salvation, Feyre.”

Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”

“Then I would have torn apart the world to get you back.”

There you are. I’ve been looking for you.

i sobbed after reading this meaning

Thank you for finding her for me.

“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.