The Robin on the Oak Throne

“Everything that happened with you. I wish I could rewrite my life with you in it.”

“The spell might have taken your memory, but it’s possible that you repressed those memories all on your own as well. That what happened to you was so traumatic, your brain shut itself off from the pain.”

“Emilie was my first love. I thought she was the entire world. I wanted to believe that the soulmate was wrong, but it was an honor back then. We decided together to petition for a marriage.”

“Just know, you are my choice. Every time.”

“You have access to anything you want while you’re here. To me.”

“If you’re going to be at risk, then I’ll be at your back. Every time.”

“It is a grail, of sorts, but it was around before the more notable one. There are stories that say if you drink of its power, it can give magic where there is none, heal magic that has been broken even change the makeup of your blood so that a half blood becomes a pure blood.”

“A chuisle mo chroí is a magic bond. I’ve seen it a few times. It usually creates a strong connection, an awareness of the other person that might feel physical in the chest. Touch is almost like being intoxicated. Sometimes you feel a loss of your own will.”

“My wren, my little thief, who else could satisfy you?”

“The cauldron is an ancient Celtic artifact created by the Tuatha de Danann. There are four, and each was created as a means to help an advancing army. The spear that could never be defeated. The sword that revealed the truth to help any strategy. The cauldron to feed an army and heal their injured. And the stone to proclaim the true king.”

“We both already know what your value is. Priceless.”

“Personally, I’m a fan of something understated. Or a family heirloom.”

“There’s a reason I don’t trust you in my mind. You were the one that hid my identity from me. You were the one who burned this bridge. You don’t get to choose the terms for when to mend it.”

“A spell like that is incredibly powerful. The amount of magic needed to hide your identity as well as erase parts of your memory had to have been outrageous.

“Collecting books and reading books are two different hobbies. Don’t get them mixed up.”

“I recognize a wisp when they’re in my home.”

“Her magic is no different than your magic, or that of any of your kind. Perhaps even lesser. You’ll need to do something more than hide her if you want this one to survive.”

“I accept that you’re independent, that you can handle yourself, that you’re bloody reckless. But you can’t do this all alone anymore, Wren. At some point, you are going to have to let others help you. You’re going to have to let me help you.”