“Dying. I slid to my knees before it, sinking into the bloody moss. “Let me help you. I can heal you.” I’d do it the same way I’d helped Rhysand. Remove those arrows—and offer it my blood. I reached for… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Maybe it'd be a mercy to be ended- A broad hand gripped my face-gently enough not to hurt, but strong enough to make me look at him. "Don't you ever think that"Rhysand hissed,his eyes livid. "Not for one damned moment.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
