Voles-tu, mon petit papillon.” Illium laughed at Galen’s instruction to “fly, little butterfly

Ever had a woman say no to you, Dmitri?” “Once.” He turned the corner with a smile that made her want to cup his face, trace those beautiful lips with her own. “I married her.

Be gentle with him, Mercy. He's got a heart as big as Texas— he'll die for you without blinking. But he doesn't expect anyone to do the same for him.

Obviously, I need to study princesses further.

Do you have no sense of self-preservation?

If that happens to us," she whispered, unable to wrap her mind around the idea of a life so long and so full of tragedy, "if we feel ourselves, who we are together, becoming lost in time, I don't want to Sleep. I want to say good-bye when I'm still me and you're still you.

Go on,” he said in a low tone that was a dare. “Keep on poking the hungry wolf, see how naked it gets you.