1. Esmeray

"We've already waited long enough," Rhysand said softly. "They know that things have ended... Too much longer and they'll come for us."

I let out a tinkling laugh, one that was feminine and soft and so well rehearsed that I was certain that I could do it in my sleep. Or when I was so drunk that I couldn't remember my own name - which was the same thing really.

"You," I corrected, sending him the slightest of smiles. "They'll come for you."

(I posted this pic on Archive of Our Own in the past and decided to revive it and alter it here)