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The king can see me.
Is he fae or what
“As long as you're by my side, I don’t care what the view is.”
It demands justice. And for once, I feel it. The strength to fight back.
“It is not a morbid obsession, it is an order. You are in the human lands. This is my territory and, traitor or not, I still possess the last name, Covington.”
Delilah!!
The weight of what we feel for one another is pure and as light as a feather, and yet so filling that it grounds us in the strong emotions that would otherwise sweep us off our feet.
“Order me,”
“You like making me come undone, Angel?”
It is a moment I will cherish forever, because I can distinctly look back at our time spent together and know that this was the moment, I became addicted to the feel of Knox Holloway, and I will never search for the cure.
He radiates warmth and light as if the very stars are held within his soul.
You are my reason for breathing. Don’t let them take you from me.
A home is a place, a person, a creature or a book, that makes you feel safe. Cared for and comfortable in your own skin. A home is something that simply makes your soul feel alive. A home is what your heart sings for. My home was Easton. My home is the stars that wink down upon me as we fly under the cover of darkness. Now, I’ve found a new home with Knox and his court. It is because of them I know what a loving home feels like, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that this stone palace is anything but my home.
Too good not to highlight
The people in here may not hear me or know it, but I vow it to them. Let this be the one promise I make, the one I take to my grave. I won’t abandon them.
I do not care if I get hurt to protect you. I will bleed for you, die for you if it means your safety. There is not a thing in this universe I would not endure to keep a smile on your face, Delilah.
“The real gift is you, Angel.”
My three loves. My people, my family. Dead.
Im crying
The people of Aloriah didn’t just hear me—the planet did, and she paid her condolences.
How do you continue to live without the people that gave you the courage to breathe? Without the people who helped shape who you are today? How do you continue living with chunks hacked out of your heart?
I need to destroy him first. I will become the monster he wished to create, and I will make him pray that I was never born. Because the first death my hands will take will be the one of Peter Bartholomew Covington.
The King will die tonight by the hands of his Heir. The one he brought into this world only to inflict suffering and the one he has spent years trying to destroy. This is my final act of rebellion.
“You will die tonight, and every drop of blood spilled will be to avenge the lives you have taken.”
“I must say, for a man so paranoid of death, your routinely nightcap of tea was surprisingly easy to poison.”
“You are my home, Angel. I will go wherever you go.”
If it weren’t for Easton, I would have never allowed Knox into my heart; I wouldn’t have allowed his beautiful court and family in either. It is because of Easton that I stand here today with my mate and an open heart.
