My barely healed heart shattered. Valen refused to see himself as worthy of anything but blood and death. He once told me his heart beat for me. Mine did the same for him. As I watched him leave the stables, watched him put distance between us, I broke for wanting him. I would do all I could to get the Night Prince to see he could be more. He could rise as the man Etta needed, but I would not keep wounding my heart for a man who would not take it for his own.
