“If they drop me, I’ll just grow wings and fly.” He took my hand and raised it to my chest, then pressed something metallic into my palm—the pendant he’d given me, etched with the sigil of House Corbois. “I’m a phoenix, remember? I’ll rise again and again. As many times as it takes to get back to your side.” My fist squeezed around the golden disc. The spark of his magic imbued inside it pulsed warm against my skin. “Besides...” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I’ve seen you eat chocolate. I am far from the one thing that brings you joy.”
YESSSS LUTHER 👏🏻👏🏻
