Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.

You. I've spent my life waiting for you.' -Keenan

By every mortal standard, the worst faeries in the world were those in the Dark Court. They fed on the baser emotions; they engaged in activities that the other-also amoral-faery courts repudiated. They were also the only ones she truly trusted or understood.

I don't know if you realize it or not, but your sudden devotion to her is creepy.

It was the only way he knew to protect the court, the faery, and the only mortal who'd ever mattered to him.

Stab one or two healers, and everyone overreacts.

The world is too fascinating to limit yourself to one path or one sort of people.