I'm not bloodthirsty, but...seriously, she killed you. She needs to be dead.
to not act is a choice too
He didn't slam the door, didn't rage, didn't weep, he simply left.
It was the only way he knew to protect the court, the faery, and the only mortal who'd ever mattered to him.
You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.
Going backwards is never an option.