He made a sound of frustation, caught at her hand, brought it to his chest, and pressed it flat over his heart. The steady beat hammered against her palm. "Every heart has its own melody," he said. "You know mine.

“I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness.”

“Alec cleared his throat. He felt dizzy, but he also felt alive — blood rushing …”

“Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always.”

“The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch o…”