No Man Can Tame (Dark-Elves of Nightbloom #1)

by Miranda Honfleur

“Alessandra Ermacora, princess of Silen, I, Veron of Nozva Rozkveta, offer you power”—he rested a hand on his sword pommel—“survival, skill, defense, wisdom, and partnership”—then on his bow, his knives, his shield, the scroll strapped to his belt, and he took her hand—“to harness for your ends or ours, as we walk our lives together from this day forward for as long as the Deep allows.”

I dunno about you Aless, but I'm sold

It didn’t make her ugly. No… Among a sea of stars, she was the moon. It was as though he hadn’t looked up until now.