He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they’d met, when he’d understood that the prince was his brother in soul. “I love you.

She realized that Rowan saw each of those thoughts and more as he reached into his tunic and pulled out a dagger. Her dagger. He extended it to her, it's long blade gleaming as if he'd been secretly polishing and caring for it these months.And when she grasped the dagger, it's weight lighter than she remembered, Rowan looked into her eyes, into her very core of her, and said, 'Fireheart'.

And he looked lonely enough that she said, 'If you like, you could be my friend'.

Bryce's face crumpled as she lurched to her feet, sprinting to the Gate.She didn't care how it was possible as Danika said again, "Light it up"Then Bryce was laughing and sobbing as she screamed, "LIGHT IT UP, DANIKA! LIGHT IT UP, LIGHT IT UP, LIGHT IT UP!"Bryce slammed her palm onto the bronze disk of the Gate.And soul to soul with the friend whom she had not forgotten, the friend who had not forgotten her, even in death, Bryce made the Drop.

I’m thinking it would be very easy to love you. And easier to call you my friend.

Females and males watched Rhysand throughout the hall—and the shadowsinger and I made a game of betting on who, exactly, would work up the nerve to invite the High Lord home.

I know I am not an easy person to care for, or an easy friend to have, but you have never once made me feel that way

I have no interest in easy friends... easy people. I think I trust them less than the difficult ones, and find them far less compelling, too

The Court of Dreams. The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream.