Lucy had to bite her cheek, holding in an argument that if he was the most powerful, he would not be trapped on the island. "Would you use it against the man if you could?" She asked, finding herself curious. She had long ago made the decision that she would always do what needed to be done.
"Could she fly with her wings?" Lucy asked, wondering if she was the only one to have useless wings. If Rhysand hadn't been letting her fly with him, she would have been jealous. "I've known a few people who prayed." Islanders, people that had been lost despite their prayers. "I think I like the idea of praying to a female."