Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?" "Choosing." Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face. "I'm mine. Not anyone else's." "I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl." And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.

I still dream that it was you. No matter how many times I've looked, in my dreams it's always been you who were meant to be my queen.

Stab one or two healers, and everyone overreacts.

You don't have to do those things. You don't have to become a hero, Seth.

Will you be my forever, Donia?

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you,” he whispered. “Lucky them.

Love can give a person strength to break through glamours and magicks.