“I saw a small square of paper, folded over on itself and sealed with a blob of wax from the candle by my bed. Cracking it open, I recognized Kiernan’s hand. Don’t you dare get up until you’re rested! When… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share Image
“You really told them you wanted to marry me?” I asked. The smile had taken over his whole face now. “I told you before: I fell under your spell before you even knew you had magic, before you saved a kingdom, back when there was no chance you would be allowed to marry me. Nothing’s really changed since then, except… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share
“I turned the page, but there was no more about the princess. Instead, it went on to an account of a merchant’s wife and her petition. I sat back, letting the book fall closed, my hand between the pages. “But we knew all that,” Kiernan said angrily from over my shoulder. “Couldn’t she have written a little more? Something helpful?… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share
“You can’t be just a scribe, or a wizard. Nameless God,” he cried, raking a hand through his hair. “I wish they had never found you, never made you think you were the princess. Nothing else will ever be good enough, not now. You’ll never be happy. You’ll throw yourself into danger, take it all on yourself, just to prove… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share
“It had been different when I was the princess. Then I had looked at his flirtations with other girls and at least told myself that his heart lay there. It had been easy to think that, even though he always returned to me after every infatuation, he wanted only my friendship. And he must have held it in, kept his… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share
“If I thought being kissed by Tyr had been what kissing was all about, I had been wrong. This kiss trampled Tyr's kiss, threw… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share Image
“I had worried that he might think of me differently, once he learned about my new powers. That the thought of being accidentally roasted alive if I got angry with him might send him running back to the palace. I shouldn’t have bothered. Kiernan’s tongue was poking between his lips. I had seen that look a hundred times, usually just… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share
“He wouldn’t have forgotten. It might be too much the fear of losing me so much that he had withdrawn his heart to protect… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share Image
“I love you, Sinda,” he said, not shakily but with certainty. “I have for--oh, years--before I even knew that I did. I loved you… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share Image
“The day they came to tell me, I was in one of the gardens with Kiernan, trying to decipher a three-hundred-year-old map of the… — Eilis O'Neal Copy Share Image
