“Keep her safe,” was all Chaol said. Perhaps the only order, Yrene realized, he would ever give his king. Their king. It was why she loved him. Why she knew that the child in her womb would never spend a single moment wondering if it was loved. Dorian bowed his head. “With my life.” Then the king offered a hand to help Yrene onto Lysandra’s back. “Let’s make it count.”
Their friendship ❤️❤️
