don’t think I am. Not truly. I think I am like everyone else. Even the most brutal kings and warriors wish for the same thing.” “And what’s that?” “Love. No one, immortal or not, wishes to be alone forever. No matter what they say.” “Oh?” My brow rose. He nodded and slid closer to me, his thigh touching mine as he leaned toward my ear so I could hear him over the laughing tavern. “Look around the room. There are those dancing because they love that music has returned. Others are cuddling because they love one another and need to touch. Even the forest outside sings for its love of the night.
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