She was radiant in a deep purple dress with stars and moons on the bodice, and a smile that wouldn’t fade. They held hands, cut their skin, bound their union by blood. He’d promised her eternity, and she him. It wasn’t coercion or forced or even arranged. There was no denying they loved each other. Hel never took his eyes off her. She kissed him hard on the mouth, pulled him in like she couldn’t get close enough.
