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He didn’t want her to come speak to him because he so desperately wanted her to come speak to him.
“No. I don’t bend.” Sikthand’s eyes drifted to the mirror. Truth rose like acid in his throat. “But I could break for her.”
Always the bit of him to be the most emotionally revealing, his tail silently wrapped around her ankle, pulsing and squeezing.
Why is this so endearing? I see you, Sikthand.
He couldn’t fight anymore. She was inevitable. If he’d ever had any power, it was hers now. He was hers now.
