"Have you ever been in love, Mr. Larsen?"
"Only once." I slid my hand up from her neck to the back of her head, cupping it. "And you, princess. Have you ever been in love?"
"Only once," she whispered.
"I'm not leaving you. If you're in Eldorra, I'm in Eldorra. If you're in Antarctica, the Sahara, or the middle of the fucking ocean, I'm there. I'm as much yours as you are mine, princess, and a law isn't keeping me away. I don't care what a piece of paper says. I'll burn down the entire fucking Parliament if I have to."