After those horrible fiftyyears under ghe mountain, Rhysand had no interest in seeking love. The High Lord wanted to concentrate on his Court, the upcoming war. But then came she, and he knew it was over for him. She had caught his attention the moment she had walked into the bar, her beauty beyond anything he had ever seen before. Her bright smile and beautiful laughter healing something deep within him. It wasn't just lust what he felt when he looked at her... it was everything he had ever yearned for. They had talked for hours, even after the bar closed, till the owner saked them kindly to go. But they didn't part, Rhysand couldn't resist going with her to her apartment...

The sun began to rise. The High Lord had been awake for hours, his eyes never leaving the sleeping female in his arms. In the past, he had barely stayed longer than necessary, it was different with her. He wanted to stay, needed to be as close to her as long as possible...