A Clash of Three Courts (An Heir Comes to Rise, #4)

by C.C. Peñaranda

Nik inhaled, long and deep. “Why does the sun rise each morning and the moon cross the night? Why does fire devour and ice preserve?” He drew back, impressing his gaze on every inch of her face before holding her with eyes that promised the world. “Some things are unstoppable.”

but he had to admire his protective spirit that didn’t hesitate for those he loved and his kingdom.

“You are my life, Tauria. There won’t be a realm or time that exists where I won’t love you. As eternal as the moon, remember?”