Alexis

“When you healed my arm...You didn't need to bargain with me. You could have demanded every single week of the year." My brows knit together as he turned, already half-consumed by the dark. "Every single week, and I would have said yes." It wasn't entirely a question, but I needed the answer.
A half smile appeared on his sensuous lips. "I know," he said, and vanished.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“We deserve to be happy", he said, eyes sparkling enough to tell me that he recalled the words I'd given him on the town house roof after the attack. "And I will fight with everything I have to ensure it.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Your turn. A thought for a thought.

He pressed a kiss to my stomach, right over my navel. 'Have I told you about the first time you winnowed and tackled me into the snow?'

I smacked his shoulder, the muscle beneath hard as stone. 'That's your thought for a thought?'

He smiled against my stomach, his fingers still exploring, coaxing. 'You tackled me like an Illyrian. Perfect form, a direct hit. But then you lay on top of me, panting. All I wanted to do was get us both naked.'

'Why am I not surprised?' Yet I threaded my fingers through his hair.

The fabric of my dressing gown was barely more than cobwebs between us as he huffed a laugh onto my belly. I hadn't bothered putting on anything beneath. 'You drove me out of my mind. All those months. I still don't quite believe I get to have this. Have you.'

My throat tightened. That was the thought he wanted to trade, needed to share. 'I wanted you, even Under the Mountain,' I said softly. 'I chalked it up to those horrible circumstances, but after we killed her, when I couldn't tell anyone how I felt- about how truly bad things were, I still told you. I've always been able to talk to you. I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realised it.'

His eyes gleamed, and he buried his face between my breasts again, hands caressing my back. 'I love you,' he breathed. 'More than life, more than my territory, more than my crown.'

I knew. He'd given up that life to reforge the Cauldron, the fabric of the world itself, so I might survive. I hadn't had it in me to be furious with him about it afterward, or in the months since. He'd lived- it was a gift I would never stop being grateful for. And in the end, though, we'd saved each other. All of us had.

I kissed the top of his head. 'I love you,' I whispered onto his blue-black hair.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“I never realized it ... That you and I are mirrors'
... 'You look how I feel. Every day”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood