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She held someone more precious to me than a throne or a crown or the air I breathed. Dianna was more precious to me than any world or realm. I would sacrifice it all for her and not think twice about it.
I may wield Oblivion, but it seemed Dianna controlled it.
I considered changing forms, especially since I had to wrap my damn tail around me to avoid squishing anyone, but I was a bitch who loved dramatics.
If I could have rolled my eyes in my Ig’Morruthen form, I would have. Please, don’t stroke his ego.
The man held up his hand, cutting my husband off, and I took a step forward out of instinct, wishing to bite it off.
We had decided that after the Jade City queen poisoned him, he would only eat what was prepared for him at home by me.
“Don’t apologize to me,” Samkiel said, his lethally calm tone at odds with the powerful storm building outside. “Apologize to her.”
“Then trust me when I say I am the only scary thing you have to worry about, and I will protect my family with everything I have.”
“Dianna has always been nice to me,” Miska said. “Her coming to Jade City changed everything. The healers acted differently when she was around. Without even meaning to, she made the bad people go away, and then she protected me. I love her.”
I’d give my last breath if it meant he existed. Dying for him would be easy.
But when I was with Samkiel, he was my entire world.
Samkiel was the center of my gravity, and I had no choice but to fall into him.
Gods only knew what that evil bitch goddess would do to my kid.
If you snarl at my wife again, I’ll remove your fangs and make you eat them.”
“Don’t leave me. I have no one else. Not in this world or the next.”
I don’t think there is a place in this universe I could get far enough away from you that wouldn’t have me crawling back on my hands and knees.”
I wouldn’t cry, though. No. Dianna wouldn’t cry.
I would be what she saw in me. I was no longer the lost or forgotten girl from Jade City, and I wouldn’t be bullied or ridiculed ever again.
“I won’t let you use me to hurt my family.”
I had people who loved me now. Not one of them would ever raise a hand or voice to me.
I would gladly die here rather than do anything to destroy it.
Dianna said I was a young woman, and strong women didn’t cry or falter, not when they had to think of a solution.
She was the spark that lit my entire world, dragging me from the darkness.
We were all shaped by our experiences, but at some point, we had to decide what it made us, what kind of sharp instrument it turned us into.
My reckless, beautiful woman feared none and fought brutally
“You, like so many others before, underestimate just how strong my Dianna is. It will be your undoing.”
I cannot hurt you, but I swear to find you in another life. If it takes another thousand years or more, I’ll wait. I swear it.”
I’ll always choose you, no matter the consequences. The world can burn, and the realms can fall to destruction.
I may be a god, but you are the altar at which I worship.”
Anything you want, Dianna, merely ask, and I’ll carve the universe into atoms to make it so.”
“Because when it comes down to it. You or the world? It will always be you. I have lived and died by my sword. None of it was worth it. You are.
I let my mind drift to the murderer with hazel eyes and warm skin, wishing just for a moment that he would find me again.
But I promise to make a place in this world for you and people like you to actually live and enjoy life.
Samkiel, the true love of my life that he was, took one look at the swamp, curled his nose, then carried me through the muck without so much as a complaint.
You know I only get on my knees for you.”
“Say the word, akrai, and I rip the ground apart to get to you.”
“Go on,” Samkiel said, his voice thick and heavy, cutting through the room like a blade. “Threaten my wife and brothers again.”
Dianna did not need a blade. She was a weapon made of pretty flesh.
But now that I had Imogen back in my arms, I just did not care.
“My wife is meaner. She’d scorch your flesh from your bones for your indiscretions,”
“I love you.” I pulled back, my lips only a breath from hers. “Only you. Until there is nothing left of me, and even then, my soul will still know yours.”
I’d love her until my bones were ash. When my soul left this realm, and if Death was so kind as to allow us to start over, I’d find her in every life after and love her still.
Isaiah shifted into a large furry beast every night and would sleep outside Imogen’s cell. He hadn’t slept in his room once since he’d brought her back.
You touch her, and it will be the last thing you do in this life, war or not.”
If they touched her, I’d burn the Otherworld to fucking ash.
“Kneel and pledge your loyalty to Dianna, the one true queen, or die for the false queen here and now.”
She was not a monster. She was a dream, and I’d be a nightmare for her.
