Donia asked incredulously. “What were you doing?” “The day had just begun, and we were dancing,” Aislinn said. “Dancing?” Donia looked at the Summer Queen with the same disdain Keenan had once seen on her face when she looked at the Summer Girls. “Of course you were. Bananach is attacking faeries, stealing from our courts. Irial is injured. Faerie is closed. Yes, dancing is precisely what will help.

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You're not weak at all. Wounded, but that's nothing to be ashamed of.

Love makes you foolish. It makes you throw every bit of logic away, do stupid things, dangerous things.

Going backwards is never an option.

He looked good, like sin in a suit.

I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl.