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Tears spilled down Silla’s cheeks, and she whispered to Brown Horse, “I have a proper name for you, girl. It is a name for hope and new beginnings. A reminder that it is always darkest before first light.” Rey watched her silently. “I will call you Dawn.”
He never laughed halfway.
“You make me happy, Sunshine—so damned happy it terrifies me. But the thought of losing you terrifies me even more. I want this. I want you…us.” Rey paused. “And if you never want to be Eisa, it won’t change how I feel. If you wish to rest, I will shield you from harm. If you want to fight, I will draw my sword beside you. If you want a hundred chickens, I will build you a hen-fortress.”