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My one, my only, my wife.
"You forget that you’re as dead as me, boy,” Hail ground out and I shrugged. “You’re a relic. I’m a martyr. Besides, I don’t intend to remain dead for long.”
The dead rallied around me, roaring, howling, baying, and hollering in support of the rebels who fled for their lives below.
Hail bellowed from the heavens in his many-headed Hydra form and the rebels upped their pace as if they could feel the strength of the dead wrapping around them, protecting them, and shielding them on their journey across the land, towards the distant
“I love you, Gabriel,” she whispered. “You’re my little star, my guiding light.”
It was impossible to deny the gratitude I felt in the face of it too, his torture buying her a chance at salvation. His love for her was bound in blood, his body a sacrifice on an altar to save her from damnation, and there was no denying the profoundness in that.
“What did you see?” Darius asked, intrigued. “Nothing that involves you, poor choice,” I said in the exact same tone he’d used on me.
“Probably time to go then, Marcel. You had a good run.” I clapped him on the shoulder, steering him towards the door.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me about this? I could have faced this with you.” I looked up at him. “Well, you were dead,” he said simply.
“Caught ya, little bird,” she growled. “Can’t escape me.” “I wasn’t running,”
recalling how I had kissed him on both cheeks, declared him my brother then climbed up to the roof of the Eternal Palace and hand painted the Orion constellation and the Vega star there myself.
“You’re just going to let her go off with a stranger?” I asked in surprise. “He’s not a stranger, his name is Reth.”
I am currently in an open relationship with a gentle sycamore and a titillating oak. They have such rough bark…”
“Come on, old palace friend. Remember me?” I said through my teeth. “Good palace. Daddy Hail is here,” Radcliff said, placing a hand on my shoulder and lending me his strength. “Now open your door nice and wide for him.”
“Tell Lance,” he began hesitantly. “Tell him I am forever with him. That I love him and that I know he is worthy of the position he is yet to rise to. Tell him I will be watching him through every moment of it and that I couldn’t hold more pride in my heart if I tried. And tell Darcy how grateful I am for all she has done for my boy, and that I will be celebrating with all the lost souls who adore her when she seizes her crown.”
“Did you just summon your mother-in-law to watch your friends fucking?” Hail asked in outrage,
“Oooh, blind bag!” Seth cooed, and Caleb knocked the Dragon dick vibrator from the bed, causing it to fly straight through Hail’s ass. My lips parted, but honestly, what the fuck was I supposed to say when a golden Dragon cock had accidentally penetrated him?
“You’d better be watching, sir. Because this fight is for the Vegas,” Lance said, making my heart lurch, those words meant for me.
“It’s not coming with us,” Lance muttered, and Gwendalina arched a brow at him. “Firstly, do not boss her around,” I growled. “Secondly, you have a point.”
“Says who?” Gwendalina balked. “She clearly doesn’t want to be married,” I said. “Says me,” Lance snapped and I rounded on him. “Watch your tone, boy,” I snarled.
“Or I will think twice on letting that go. I would like to think that Lance would at least make an effort. Hold a séance perhaps.”
“Darius didn’t ask your permission to marry Tory,” Lance said. “That boy doesn’t know the meaning of respect, that’s why,” I muttered.
“Crown the new queens, and weave a new path into existence, mother and father of the flames,” the stars encouraged.
