I wondered if, by the time we'd been together as long as Phèdre and Joscelin, I'd be able to predict her reactions.
I wasn't sure I would.
I wasn't sure I wanted to, either.

In love, howsoever it is manifest, we are greater than the sum of our parts.

Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.

Love as thou wilt

Sidonie, I know you don't remember it, but you once promised to trust me beyond all reason. And I swear to you that all that I am, all that I possess, including this gem-stone, is yours. I need you. I can't do this alone. Forget your memories. Look into your heart. And if you can find somewhere there, some lingering spark of trust that owes naught to reason, I beg you to speak the word written here.

After you, it's all cheap tequila.