He tipped her head up. "Don't give up. Don't leave me before you're even here.

Sometimes being human sucks.

That's what the court needs-a happy king, a king who can't stop dreaming of being lost in someone who wants to be just as lost. Tell me you'll let me get lost in you.

Trust your instincts, trust your judgment.

You're killing me here, Ash. Good, she said. She'd bend a few rules, but they both knew she wasn't going to push him beyond where he chose to go. Love wasn't to be based on trickery. But reminding him what he's refusing isn't trickery.

They've been stealing mortals away for centuries, but they can't have you.

Stab one or two healers, and everyone overreacts.