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"People can't resist this,” his guard said, motioning to his torso. "Training keeps me delicious."
"If you think he looks good now, you should see him in his plaid skirt he wears sometimes. Says it was passed down from his ancestors in the Old World."
"Only you, Winnie! Only you would have the sexiest man alive in your room and throw him into a tub of ice water."
"Why are you staring at me like you want to wear my skin?" He released a low chuckle. "Well, it is very pretty skin."
"I love you too, Thad. I'll love you until my dying breath." She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. "Even then, I'll love you from the stars." "Even from the stars," he murmured.
"Do you ever make the wind blow your hair back when you enter a room?" She rotated her head to see his face. "You know, to make yourself look badass?" He threw his head back and barked out a laugh. "No, but I'll be sure to try that next time I meet with my council."
“You’re not hurt?” He shook his head. “No, are you-” “Good,” she snapped and punched him in the throat as hard as she could.
With one last look, he whispered into the darkness, “I love you, Winnie, even from the stars,” and walked toward his room.
“If you do not want to do the blood bond, then we will marry in name only, and when you take your last breath, I will take mine too. I love you more than my own life, Winnie Hayward, and I’d like to be your husband if you’ll have me.”
“I’ve been yours from the moment my dagger pressed into your neck.”
When he released her, a small, continuous breeze blew her hair back gently. Her eyes found Archie’s, and he silently mouthed, “Bad. Ass.”
