Morgan

“I have important things to tell you, but who can concentrate with all that racket?"
That "racket" turned out to be because of flowers, hundreds of them, arriving by the cartful. Roses, orchids, lilies, daffodils, irises, and a dozen other varieties that she could not name. Heavy porcelain vases were mounted all around the grand ballroom and the royal gardens, displaying the arrangements in all their grandeur. But one arrangement stood out from the rest.
From the duchess's window, Cinderella watched the gardeners erect a trellis studded with roses. When the palace staff wheeled out a barrow of flowers, white pearlescent roses intertwined with pink ones as flushed as the height of sunrise, she nearly gasped.
Her parents' favorite flowers. White and pink roses, with a touch of myrtle.
Charles had been listening.”
― Elizabeth Lim, So This is Love

“I'm ready," she whispered, her stomach fluttering as soon as the words left her.
Charles looked at her, the light in his eyes wavering. "Then-"
"Yes," she spoke over him. "I accept."
He drew her close, holding both her hands and bringing them to his lips.
Wishing this moment could last forever, she leaned against the prince's shoulder. At last, she knew.
So this was love.”
― Elizabeth Lim, So This is Love

“Cardan looks at me as though he's never seen me before. He looks at me as though no one has ever spoken to him like this. Maybe no one has.”
― Holly Black, The Cruel Prince

“There was something about her... the blueness of her eyes had arrested him in his place. A hint of sadness had touched them when he'd spoken, and he wondered why. Part of him wished he could go back to her and make her smile.
A mad possibility entered his mind. It made no sense at all, yet he couldn't get it out of his head. She'd looked so familiar...
No, it couldn't be her.”
― Elizabeth Lim, So This is Love