" But who needed light when soaring on the Angel of Death’s wings? “You don’t have to say anything. He kissed to my throat. “I know it’s a lot. And, to be honest, it doesn’t matter. I’m going to feel this way no matter if you tell me to go to hell or that you love me or that you need time to think—or any of those things. Nothing will change what I know is true. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. I just had to find you. "

― Celia Aaron , Dark Protector