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And there, right beside her, sat Malyr’s anoa… … preening her damaged feathers.
Told u theyre mates
“You, Galantia, are Malyr’s fated mate. You were supposed to die together in Valtaris under boulders and shadows, with your little hand clasped inside his the way—”
Fucking finallyyyyy
“That kiss was long overdue, and there will be a lot more in the future, if you’ll have me. But just for the record, because I’m not going to risk your doubt again over three fucking words,” he tugged the back of my head, pulling my mouth back to his as he rasped, “I love you.”
“I’m about to come in my pants, sweetheart.”
Have some restraint lmao
all of Valtaris sleeping beneath shadows ever so cruel.
Its like when a movie says the name of the movie in the movie
“Oh, that damn bird of his, and its obsession with ribbons,” Marla said as she tugged a blanket over our bodies. “The tree outside his rooms at Deepmarsh hangs full of it, hundreds of colored ribbons dangling from the branches. Blue is his favorite.”
All warmth sucked from my cheeks. Blue ribbons were his favorite. Not buttons. Blue ribbons.
“Love is a mother giving up her daughter so she may live. Love is a father dying to protect her gift. Love is a nursemaid keeping a girl’s secret.” She stepped closer, squatted beside us, and placed her hand on top of mine where it rested on Malyr’s chest. “Love is another mother giving up her life so the girl may escape death.”
“I might not be able to bond myself to you, but I want you to know that I’m yours until the end… whenever that might be. I will forever treasure you. I will forever provide for you. I will forever fly with you. I will forever care for you.”
“Surely, you are not going to act coy now, considering how it took two grown men, their cocks, and a lot of cotton shreds to handle you the night of our bonding?”
“Whenever you look about the city, remember that it sparkles because of you and only you. Every Raven who calls Valtaris his home is in your debt, but none so more than I. Without you, I could not have given my family a proper burial. You are… a miracle, my little white dove.”
“My love is not gentle, or tender, or easy. But it is real, grown from hate and pain deep inside a chest sullied by shadows. It is cutting and biting, leaving behind scars as unfading as my love for you.” His warm lips scathed my jawline. “And once we are gone from this earth, I will continue to love you among the stars. I will be the night, the darkest patch of sky around you, just to ensure that everyone can see how you sparkle. And once your light starts fading, I will take you into my black embrace, and that is where I will love you beyond death.”
Sebian grinned at that. “Be honest, which one of us is the one you need a break from? I have to know.” I grinned at that. “That’s simple: you’re both equally annoying at times.”
“We’re not going there to conquer; we’re going there to get back what is mine.”
He would feel my hatred later. Right now, love took precedence.
“I can’t lose you.” A sob broke from my lips, and in that moment, the world broke with it. “I love you.”
“And I… I love you. Don’t cry, sweetheart. It’s fated,” Sebian said, his fingertips twitching against my palms as if he meant to hold me tight just one last time. “Take it. Keep something of me.
Malyr rose and, together with Asker, he carried Sebian’s limp body out of the tent and only a brief stretch toward the pyre that had been built, singled-out from the others. He deserved no less recognition, the pathfinder who had taken a dagger through his chest. To save me. Or Malyr? Maybe he’d saved us both.
Marla walked up beside me—her eyes puffy, thin red veins webbing across the white of her eyes—and took my hand into hers. “Only the deepest love is capable of bringing about the deepest pain.”
“A dagger to your chest,” he said, and damn, that was a fucking painful way to go, the idea alone putting a tremble into my bones. “The goddess showed me how you will throw yourself in its trajectory, taking the blade for Galantia.” The tremble stopped, all tension fading away from my muscles as if, suddenly, death didn’t sound so bad anymore. “I… I save her?”
That was… Yeah, that was a good way to go.
Sobbinggg
Beside us, at the edge of the roof, our anoas huddled together in the same way, a white female framed by two black males, one to each side. Both preened her gently, letting out soft crooning sounds.
