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“Really, Georgyanna . . . such an amateur move. Are you unable to charm any male without forcing your affinity upon him?”
“I’ve seen enough to know that much, and I’ve heard things too. The servants speak of you, of your kindness and willingness to always help. They’ve never met a lady like you. You don’t see yourself as above them or them as merely there to serve you. You see them as fae, as individuals. It hasn’t gone unnoticed.”
“You’re mine, Ilara Seary,” he growled softly in my ear. “Forever. You are my mate, and you belong with me. Anyone who tries to take you from me will suffer my wrath.”
“When it comes to you, Ilara Seary, I’m not above torturing a male.”
“Tonight is about you. My mate. My queen.”
I will return. Somehow, someway, I will find my way back to you. I vow to keep my bargain with you to heal our land, and I vow to one day be the mate at your side. Fight for me, Prince Norivun. Fight for us until we can find a way to defeat him.
Because one day we would be reunited, and I would be ready for her. My mate. My queen.
