But you didn't need me, did you? You'd already got yourself to safety." "Sometimes, I sleep better knowing you . . . and Niall . . ." She faltered. "Love you from a safe distance," he finished. "Yes.

You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.

Sleep well, and stay where I put you.

In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.

And he smiled at her, truely smiled- wicked and lovely.

Faeries are equally loyal and deceitful.

She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: "I survived. Isn't that what matters?