““enough to die from it. If it were possible to love someone enough that time and distance and death were of no concern. “Am I limited to your neck?” Rowan’s eyes flared, and his answering thrust was answer enough. They moved together, undulating like the sea before them, and when Rowan roared her name again into the star-flecked black, Aelin hoped the gods themselves heard it and knew their days were now numbered.””
