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“It turns me on when you're armed with something sharp.' 'There's something so entirely wrong with you.' He came around to my front. 'But you like what's wrong with me.' 'There is something wrong with me, too,' I looked up at him. 'Because I do.' 'I know.' He touched my cheek. 'I've always known you like that I enjoy when you make me bleed.”

“Kieran moved forward, clasping Casteel around the back of the neck. 'If you get yourself killed,' Kieran said. 'I'm going to be pissed.' One side of Casteel's lips kicked up. 'I won't fall, my brother.' Casteel pulled him in for a tight, one-armed hug. 'That, I can promise you.”

“So, you're suggesting I led you out here, instead of toward a private room with a bed' - he dragged the tips of his fingers down my right arm- 'to engage in a particular type of inappropriate behaviour?' 'That's exactly what I'm saying, though my room would've been a better option.' My heart had already started pounding the moment my rear ended up in his lap. Now, it felt as if it were going to explode out of my chest. 'What if I said that isn't true?' 'I...' My stomach fluttered as his fingers found their way to my hip. 'I wouldn't believe you.' 'Then what if I said it didn't start off that way?' His thumb moved against my hip. But then there was the moonlight and you, with your hair down, in this dress, and then the idea occurred to me that this would be the perfect location for some wildly inappropriate behaviour.' 'Then I... I would say that's more likely.' HIs hand glided over the thin, gauzy material of the gown. 'So, there you have it.' 'At least, you're honest.”

“Is that a smile?' He leaned over, eyeing me far too intently to be serious. 'It is. You've greeted me with three of them now. Be still my heart.' Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes. 'It must not take much to still your heart.' 'Apparently, it takes a mortal Princess,' he said. 'One who roams haunted woods in the dead of night and swims gloriously naked in a lake.”

“You've seen the prince? Like the real prince of the Otherworld?'' ''Yep. Saw him three times.'' (...) ''Once he was in this meadow. Kind of like the meadow in that movie with the sparkly vampires and crazy hair''. (...) The second time was when i was near their palace. It kind of looked like something on the show you watch where everyone dies.'' ''Game of Thrones? I suggested. ''King's Landing?'' He jumped as he nodded. ''And the third time was...well, he was doing something you never do.'' (...) ''What was that?'' (...) ''He was having sex.”

“You are most definitely not who I thought you were,' he murmured. 'How did you know?' I blurted out. 'Because the last time I kissed the owner of this cloak, she damn near sucked my tongue down her throat.' 'Oh,' I whispered. Was I supposed to have done that? It didn't sound like it would be something enjoyable.”

“You're still lying on me.' 'I know.' I took a breath. 'It's quite rude of you to continue doing so when I've made it clear that I would like for you to move.' 'It's quite rude of you to barge into my room dressed as-' 'Your lover?' He raised a brow. 'I wouldn't call her that.' 'What would you call her?' Hawke appeared to mull that over while still sprawled halfway across me. 'A... good friend.' Part of me was relieved that he hadn't referred to her as something derogatory like I'd overhead other men do before when speaking of women they'd been intimate with, but a good friend? 'I didn't know friends behaved this way.' 'I'm willing to wager you don't know much about these sort of things.' The truth in his statement was hard to ignore. 'And you wager all of this on just one kiss?' 'Just one kiss? Princess, you can learn a wealth of things from just one kiss.”

“You did what you needed to do to survive. I hope you truly believe that.' Casteel didn't answer, and when I looked over at him and saw the vast emptiness in his expression, my heart ached. Because I knew. I knew he didn't. And all I wanted was to bring warmth back to him. 'I still want to stab you.' His head shot in my direction. 'Just not as frequently,' I amended.' One side of his lips curled up, and then he laughed. The sound was rough and a little hoarse, but it was real. 'I would be disappointed if you didn't.' I looked forward, smiling. 'That is such a weird statement.' 'What can I say? I have a thing for women with violent tendencies.' 'That doesn't sound any better,' ...”

“Did you really think you'd escape me?' Casteel asked softly. Anger was sharper than any blade, far more welcomed than the hopelessness. 'I almost did.' 'Almost means nothing, Princess. You should know that.' I did. 'I'm not walking back to that keep.' 'Would you prefer that I carry you?' he offered. 'I would prefer never to see your face again.' 'Now all three of us know that's a lie.”

“You still out there, Princess?' My lips parted as my eyes widened at the sound of his voice. Hawke. It was Hawke. In that room. I couldn't believe it. 'Or have you fallen to your death?' he continued. I briefly debated the merits of jumping. 'I really hope that's not the case since I'm pretty positive that would reflect poorly on me since I assumed you were in you room.' A pause. 'Behaving. And not on a ledge, several dozen feet in the air, for reasons I can't even begin to fathom but am dying to learn.”

“But there's something I want to make clear. You didn't do anything wrong to cause me not to fulfil the deal.' I opened my eyes. 'Because you changed your mind and simply had no need of a Consort?' 'Especially not one who stabs me,' he remarked. I frowned at the hint of teasing in his voice. 'Are you going to bring that up continuously?' 'Every chance I get.' 'Great,' I muttered, rolling my eyes despite the rising curiosity. 'Now I wish I'd stabbed you harder.' 'That's rude.' 'Some would consider leaving your Consort to be abandoned on a throne for three years rude,' I retorted. 'But what do I know?”

“How are you keeping your guest distracted in your office? With stimulating conversation and your ample charm?' His smile turned as cold as his fury. 'As I'm sure you remember, my charm is very ample.' My cheeks heated. 'I've been trying to forget your overinflated charm.' 'Was it not you who just referred to it as ample?' His eyes flashed a deep quicksilver.”

“I feel like I also have to let you know that one of the reasons I can't sleep is because I keep looking at the damn doors to your bedchambers.' My gaze shot back to him. 'And then I lay there wondering why in the hell I placed your chambers beside mine. Sounded like a good idea,' he said, and my stomach rolled. 'Now I'm not so sure. Because I spent far too much time thinking that all I had to do was walk a couple of feet and that chamber wouldn't be empty. You'd be there.' The tripping sensation turned into a falling one. 'And that is a bad thing?' 'Undecided.' I laughed, looking away. 'Well, I feel that I should let you know that I too was staring at those damn doors, and I'm only a few feet away and...' 'And what?' Shadows gathered in his voice. 'And I don't mind engaging in bad ideas,' I told him. Ash chuckled. 'You wouldn't, would you?' I grinned as I tugged the edges of the throw up to my chin. 'I am particularly talented at engaging in bad ideas.”