The useless sentries in the watchtower are now all half in love with you," he lied. "One said he wanted to marry you." A low snarl. He yielded a foot but held eye contact with her as he grinned. "But you know what I told them? I said that they didn't stand a chance in hell. Because I am going to marry you," he promised her. "One day. I am going to marry you. I'll be generous and let you pick when, even if it's ten years from now. Or twenty. But one day, you are going to be my wife." He shrugged. "Princess Lysandra Ashryver sounds nice, doesn't it?
( Sarah J. Maas )
[ Empire of Storms ]
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