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“But she is so small. Her shoulders barely fit in my grip if I wished to hold her. She gets cold in the warmest of waters. She doesn’t like raw fish or oysters, and she doesn’t know how to gather her own food. If someone tries to attack her, she does not know how to fight. My woman is soft.”
“Just because she is soft does not mean she is easily broken,”
“Every moment I am here lengthens my journey to her side. If she dies, I will blame all of you. I will boil the very sea that you live in. I will hunt every one of you down until your lineage is nothing more than chum in this sea.”
He could feel their goddess in the way the ocean moved with him. He could feel it the moment that the sea knew he was going to save the only woman who had ever meant anything to him. His mate. His heart. His soul.
he didn’t know what god to thank for sparing her, even if she was covered in blood and even if she was not the same. He didn’t care. If the head injuries changed her, he would keep her safe for the rest of her life. Just knowing that she breathed was enough for him. Nothing would ever risk that again.
“I wish I could tell you how much I love you. How your light has brought more wonder and joy to my life than I have ever felt in it. I have been a warrior my entire life, and before you, that was all I was. You make me want to put my weapons down and find out what it really means to live.”
He wanted her. He needed her. She was everything to him, and he would give up the entire world if that made her happy. He would give up the sea itself to see her smile.
