The Unseelie King (Maze of Shadows #4)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

“Do not say goodbye to me,” he murmured. “I do not think I could take it. This is but a parting until the morrow. I am eternal, my little witch. And I will come back to you someday—even if it is when this world has turned to dust, and I am ethereal once more. Go within my Maze, and embrace it, and you shall embrace me.”

She couldn’t help but smile up at him. “Really? I think my hand will get sore, however. Perhaps you should also let your wounds heal before you let me bend you over.”