"I didn’t think you would want to since it’s of fae make. I only opened it because it’s strong and because tonight…I needed some strength.”
“You needed strength around me?” I lift my eyebrows.
“You are perhaps the one thing in Midscape I find terrifying.”
"What’re we toasting to, this time?” I ask.
He thinks a moment. “To tomorrow.”
“What’s tomorrow?”
“Everything. May tomorrow hold every possibility. And may we be bold and hungry enough to take them for our own.”