She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius — ­and she would not be afraid. - Sarah J. Maas

"Of course." He picked up the brown bag of candy on the table. "What's your . . ." He trailed off as he weighed the bag in his hands. "Didn't I give you three pounds of candy?"
She smiled impishly.
"You ate half the bag!"
"Was I supposed to save it?"
"I would have liked some!"
"You never told me that."
"Because I didn't expect you to consume all of it before breakfast!"
She snatched the bag from him and put it on the table. "Well, that just shows poor judgement on your part, doesn't it?"

Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.