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He clung to her, pulling her as close as possible. ‘I wish we had stayed in those hot springs in the forest,’ he told her, pressing a kiss to her hair. ‘I wish that every day.’
‘But when it’s used on someone you love?’ he said. ‘There is nothing more powerful.’
‘I knew from the moment I first kissed you that I’d never think of another woman again. That you were it for me. Despite everything, that hasn’t changed. Nor will it.’
He looked at her as though she were the one thing he’d been starved of his whole life. ‘You’re still in love with me, Thea.’ His voice was like warm honey sliding down her skin, his touch like a brand.
‘I told myself that it was enough,’ he murmured into her hair, his voice hoarse. ‘That I should be grateful for the time we had. It was more love than most people get in a lifetime. But the truth is, Thea… A thousand lifetimes with you wouldn’t be enough.’
Wilder looked at her then. ‘I always knew you would be the end of me.’
‘I told you I loved you. That meant something, everything, to me.’
‘I have only cared for you more with each passing day.’
‘It’s me and you now,’ he told her. ‘Always.’ Thea struggled to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat. She nodded. ‘Always.’
‘When I stand against the gods at the end of my days,’ he told her fiercely, ‘I will regret nothing. Not the lies I’ve told, nor the lives I’ve claimed or the rivers of blood I’ve spilt. I do not regret a single moment, because every one of them led me to you.’
‘No man who came before you asked such a thing.’ ‘I’m not a man.’
‘Because there is power in names,’ Thea replied. ‘And women whose might is etched in history deserve to have their names carved there too.’