“I've seen a lot in my years, Aerlyn. And when I look at you, I see a rose, not a thistle." Her heart caught in her throat and she nearly snorted. "You see what you want to see." Quill chuckled to himself. At the thorns in her voice. "As do you, Thistle. Can you tell me what I can see any more than I can tell you want you see?" "No." "Then let me see what I want to see." He said, turning to face her, and she jabbed her midnight gaze at him before twisting her head to see the many sorrows sleeping beneath his own lake blue eyes. "Because I see what no one else sees.”
Book:Vault of Dreams