The Unseelie Throne (Maze of Shadows #3)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

“I want to lay you down in a field of grass and flowers,” he murmured, his words only for her. “I want to kiss every inch of your naked body and make good on my threat to count every single freckle you own.” He tightened his grasp on her thigh, just a little. “I want to bring you pleasure like you have never known. I will make you feel as though you are amongst the stars. You will feel such bliss, Abigail…that is all I want from you.”

“I find your sadness hurts me as if it were my own. Your death…I thought a piece of me died with you that day, and I would never get it back.”

I love her. By the stars, I love her. And I am terrified of what that means.

You give me those large, sad, doe eyes…and I will give you anything you ask for.” He tutted. “How evil. How perfectly manipulative of you.”

He could kiss her until the stars blinked away and died. He could drown himself in her, drink his fill of her, and still be needy for more.

I will protect you. I will love you. I will set the sky aflame for you. But I cannot change who I am. I cannot change what I was made to be. Not even for you. And my heart will shatter to pieces for it.

She placed her palm to his cheek, and after studying his face for a moment, searching for something in his gaze—she kissed him. Without threat, without goading, without bargain. For the very first time, of her very own accord… His little witch kissed him.

“Kiss me, Abigail. Kiss me, but only if you wish to.” She did. There was no helping it, she did.

How many Weeping Willows would I trade for you, little witch? How much of my world would I let you destroy if it meant I could wake up with you by my side? All of it, I think.

“Never shall I lie to you, my princess. My queen. My wife. Never. For while you play idle with your words…if you but once gazed upon me with betrayal in your eyes, I would not know how to live with myself.” He grinned. “That is a depth too low, even for me. No, my darling, sweet little Seelie witch. You have my loyalty, and my honesty, until the stars burn to dust.”

“See into the soul of me, my beloved, and know that it is yours.”

“A king will die this night, Titania.”

“But it shall not be me…”