“Sjofn is the Goddess of Love. And love,” her eyelids suddenly fluttered dreamily, “love,” she breathed then she focused on me with a strange intensity that made me, even me, squirm a little, “love is everything.”

“I loved you before you took your first breath on this earth because that was my fate but you made me love you because you’re just… fucking… you.”

“You love me?”“Baby, you were made for me.”

“Do you love me?” “Yes,” I breathed. “Always?” [...]“Always,” I whispered.”

“Somehow, someway, I had to figure out how to talk my husband (and the king and queen) into accepting me as a replacement for good and communicate with Sjofn that her hopes for Lunwyn had come true. I was going to stay with the man I loved in this fabulous world that had elves and dragons (and people who wanted to kill me, but I decided not to think of that). And I was going to do it forever.”

“Tell me you love me.”

“You love me?”He answered without hesitation. “With everything I am, baby doll, and everything I’m meant to be.”