"I made her High Lady," Rhys said simply, lowering his hands from my face but not leaving my side, "because I love her. Her power was the last thing I considered."
And it was precisely because of it that i said, "I love you."
His head lifted, eyes churning. "There was a time when I dreamed of hearing that," he murmured. "When I never thought I'd hear it from you."
Every day I draw breath is as much a curse as a gift. I've been living on borrowed time for no longer than you can imagine. If you're the way my fate finally catches up to me, I can't fathom a more beautiful end.
I want to burn alive in that fire in your eyes. I want it to melt me down and forge me into the weapon you need me to be. I want to stand by your side for the rest of my life, and I don't need you to marry me and make me a fucking king to do it.
