Seth: "You're what matters" Ash: "Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." Seth: "Every day, I want to hold you every day. Nothing will ever change that.

Happiness is a choice.

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

Then he kissed her, not just a brush of lips as she'd done, but a kiss a kiss that scalded her tongue. The tree burst into full blooms. The garden fluttered around her. A riot of flowers shot out of the earth. She was mud-covered as he pulled back.

Sleep well, and stay where I put you.

She was afraid, but she couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save her. She had to try to save herself, try to figure it out.

Will you be my forever, Donia?