Morwen Elda

“Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy

“She stretched up on her tiptoes, tilted her head, trying to get even closer. Seth slid a hand around her waist and kissed her like she was the air, and he was suffocating. And she forgot about everything: there were no faeries, no Sight, nothing €”just them.”
― Melissa Marr

“You are my king. You could command me to stop seeing her."

Niall turned his gaze to Irial. "What would you do?"

"Blind myself, if you were foolish enough to use those words.”
― Melissa Marr, Stopping Time

“The former Dark King’s eyes closed again; his chest did not appear to rise.
Niall reached out and put a hand on the injured faery’s chest. “Irial!”
“Still here.” Irial didn’t open his eyes, but he smiled a little.
“You’re an ass,” Niall said, but he kept his hand on Irial’s chest so that he could feel both pulse and breath.
“You too, Gancanagh,” Irial murmured.”
― Melissa Marr, Darkest Mercy