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You think I would not beg to run away with you? My duty may be to the king, but my heart, Pae, is wherever you are. It is in the palm of your hands, the pad of your thumb. So if you leave, I will follow. If you stay, I will bow. Because there has never been a moment when you did not own the only piece of me that mattered—loving you made me matter. And I ache to be full again.
When mist meets the deepest sea. When a Shadow faces its Flame. When inevitability meets its end. When I stare into the face of what it is I love most.
“Paedyn, I love you. Like nothing else before, I love you. And I’ve been waiting to tell you since I realized your eyes are my favorite color and your freckles the only constellation worth looking at. I could lie—say that you’ve stolen my every thought and heartbeat like the thief you are, but all of me was already yours. Pae, you are my inevitable.”
“You are my inevitable. In death, and in love.”
“See you in the sky.”
“You don’t need a blade. I would bleed if only you asked.” “Then I wouldn’t ask,” I retort sternly. “No, you wouldn’t.” He steps out into the hall, tossing his next damning sentence over a shoulder. “As my queen, you would command it.”
“I am power earned, not gifted. I became one of you. Observant enough to pose as a Psychic, strong enough to survive your Trials. Over and over, I have proved myself worthy of your loyalty.
“I am Ordinary. Elite. A power of my choosing. And I will be your queen—all that I am and fiercely what I am not.”
“You are my forever.” Shadow and Flame. Formidably inevitable. “Forever my undoing.”
Beasts don’t get the beauty.
“And I have been mourning you since the day we left that poppy field!”
“I did this to him!” Each sob is a painful shake of my body. “I couldn’t save him. I couldn’t save my brother….”
“And you are forever my undoing, Paedyn Gray.”
“Love each other for me.”
“You’re quite the poet, darling.”
She is my dream. She is my piece of paradise. She is my inevitable.
When she stops before me, I nearly fall to my knees. I am forever awed by the mere presence of her.
We walk from beneath the willow’s canopy, hand in hand. King and queen. Shadow and Flame. Poet and muse.
