Bits of stardust glowed on his lips as he pulled away, as I stared up at him, breathless, while he smiled. The smile the world would likely never see, the smile he’d given up for the sake of his people, his lands. He said softly, “I am … very glad I met you, Feyre.”
     I blinked away the burning in my eyes. “Come on,” I said, tugging on his hand. “Let’s go join the dance.”