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As so often happens with a parent’s hope-filled dreams for their children, things did not go exactly to plan.
But I was made of swinging fists and rash words, my edges too jagged and my temper too hot. Nothing about me was delicate.
Don’t choose a mediocre life for a mediocre man. Go be exceptional. If he’s worth it, he won’t judge you. And if he’s really the one, he’ll come along for the ride.”
“Alright. I’ll just, um, go get a dress for her.” “Pants. She—she normally wears pants.” “Pants? I don’t have any—never mind. I’ll see what I can find. You’ll stay with her until I’m back?” “Lumnos herself couldn’t pull me from her side.”
“If the death of innocents is a cost we’re willing to pay, then we don’t deserve to be powerful.”
“Touch her, and I’ll rip off your fucking arms.”
“Do it,” he said again. “Kill me, if that’s what you think I deserve. But if you do, give me one favor before I go.” His pulse throbbed against my blood-soaked hand, his heartbeat racing to match my own. “Favor?” I managed to ask, despite the heady fog clouding my thoughts. Without pulling away from my dagger, he turned his face, hot breath spilling over my cheek as his mouth trailed the line of my jaw. His eyes rose to mine. “Let me die with the taste of you on my lips.” Our lips collided, and I was lost.
“Are you out of your Flaming mind? I hardly know what to yell at you for first!” “We could put them all in a hat, and you could pick one,” I muttered.
