A Word so Fitly Spoken (Severed Realms, #1)

by T.A. Lawrence

But that’s the thing about stealing another’s heart. We never seem to prosecute it like we would any other crime. Take our food, and we sue. Take our jewels, and you might lose a hand. Take our hearts, and we’ll pretend we offered them freely.

His wince morphed into a wry, almost pained smile. “I’ll give you one thing, Asha, Queen of Naenden. You are a miserable comforter, indeed.”