this scene ; ;

After Brannagh and Dagdan killed the Children of the Blessed

Feyre: Do we burry them?
Lucien: It sends a message—that we’re willing to clean up their messes.
Feyre: Then we send another sort of message
Lucien:

Originally posted by onceabc

*sends the Bogge after them*

Feyre and Lucien:

Originally posted by dreamingistheonlyway

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He watched that pulse, the evidence of her heart, matching his own beat for anxious beat. He saw the damp curve of her neck, the gleam of her brown skin. He wanted to … He wanted.

Before he even knew what he intended, he lowered his head. She drew in a sharp breath. His lips hovered just above the warm juncture between her shoulder and the column of her neck. He waited. Tell me to stop. Push me away.

She exhaled. “Go on,” she repeated. Finish the story.

The barest movement and his lips brushed her skin—warm, smooth, beaded with moisture. Desire coursed through him, a thousand images he’d hoarded, barely let himself imagine — the fall of her dark hair freed from its braid, his hand fitted to the lithe curve of her waist, her lips parted, whispering his name.

"They paint the world full of shadows... "
James Flint
"They paint the world full of shadows... "

“They paint the world full of shadows… and then tell their children to stay close to the light.
Their light. Their reasons, their judgments.
Because in the darkness, there be dragons.
But it isn’t true. We can prove that it isn’t true.
In the dark, there is discovery, there is possibility, there is freedom in the dark once someone has illuminated it.”