Albuca

“You do not yield.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Lorcan slid his other arm around Elide, bringing his mouth close to her ear as he said, “You have to let me go.”
Elide didn’t shift her focus from the keep ahead. “No.”
“You have to. You have to, Elide. I’m too heavy—and without my weight, you might make it to the keep in time.”
“No.” The salt of her tears filled his nose.
“I love you,” he whispered in Elide’s ear. “I have loved you from the moment you picked up that axe to slay the ilken. And I will be with you…” His voice broke, but he made himself say the words, the truth in his heart. “I will be with you always.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Ask me to marry you.”
Elide began crying, even as she laughed. “Will you marry me, LorcanSalvaterre?”
He swept her up into his arms, raining kisses over her face. As if some final, chained part of him had been freed. “I’ll think about it.”
Elide laughed, smacking his shoulder. And then laughed again, louder.
Lorcan set her down. “What?”
Elide’s mouth bobbed as she tried to stop her laughing. “It’s just ... I’m Lady of Perranth. If you marry me, you will take my family name.”
He blinked.
Elide laughed again. “Lord Lorcan Lochan?”
It sounded just as ridiculous coming out.
Lorcan blinked at her, then howled.
She’d never heard such a joyous sound.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“So Lorcan said softly, “I meant every word.” His heart thundered, so wildly it was a wonder she couldn’t hear it. “And I will until the day I fade into the Afterworld.” Lorcan didn’t breathe as Elide gently reached out her hand. And interlaced their fingers. “I love you,” she whispered. He was glad he was lying down. The words would have knocked him to his knees. Even now, he was half inclined to bow before her, the true owner of his ancient, wicked heart.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash