He gently began to comb her hair, staring at her through the mirror. "I do not relish being a villain to you Feyre, despite what you think of me. I merely want your love, what you were so willing to give me before Rhysand called in his bargain, before Ianthe overstepped her boundaries. We can and will get back to where we were before. Rhysand doesn't get to win, and neither does Amarantha. She'd have delighted in this,"