The world is too fascinating to limit yourself to one path or one sort of people.

Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.

By every mortal standard, the worst faeries in the world were those in the Dark Court. They fed on the baser emotions; they engaged in activities that the other-also amoral-faery courts repudiated. They were also the only ones she truly trusted or understood.

Will you be my forever, Donia?

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

Trust me, you're not my first choice to fight next to, Sunshine, but as as much as it would simplify things, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I left you to her tender mercies." (Seth to Keenan as he comes to his aid against Bananach)

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?