“But if it was death separating us … I would find you. I don’t care how many rules it would break. Even if I had to get all three keys myself and open a gate, I would find you again. Always.”
@CaisMontag0v @lilowaelin @rowanaelinn @sar_reads Feyre… Feyre had left. She had left and not because she wanted to but because once again, the mother had taken her away from him. Killing her a second time before his eyes, and this time there wasn’t any coming back. Their bargains hadn’t worked. Rhys was still here. Alone.
“Even if we have threats of war every other day, even if we have to host fussy emissaries, even if we have to visit god-awful kingdoms and play nice, I’ll be happy to do it, if you’re at my side.”
She grinned at Rowan through her tears, and sent the droplet splashing onto his face.
Rowan tossed her into the pool. A moment later, laughing, he jumped in himself.
Rowan had not processed an army of his own to give to Aelin, to Terrasen. So he had won an army for her through the only things Aelin had claimed were all she wanted from him. His heart. His loyalty. His friendship.
I know you are tired, Fireheart. I know that the burden on your shoulders is more than anyone should endure. But we’ll face it together. Erawan, the Lock, all of it. We’ll face it together. And if the cost of it is truly you, then we’ll pay it together. As one soul in two bodies.
"She flung herself on the male, crashing into him hard enough that anyone else might have gone rocking back into the stone wall.
But the male grabbed her to him, his massive arms wrapping around her tightly and lifting her up."