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A soft caress touched my skin before we cleared the woods, likely my imagination as adrenaline from the battle faded.
The scent of fresh rain, of the storms dancing through Ellevail during growing season, swept over me as I inhaled. I couldn’t stop myself from latching onto the feeling. Safe. The feeling of comfort remained, too.
Damn this Fae. He came to me first. Exhausted, battle-worn, and he came for me. Before anything else.
“I learned long ago there are no words that can be said to lessen the pain of losing someone you love. Anything I’d offer would be nothing which could ease your grief, even at my best.”
“I think meeting you, being around you, has made me feel more myself than I have in my entire life. Who I’ve been with you, Little Rebel, is who I’ve only ever hoped to be.”
“I don’t know if I’d make a worthy King, Little Rebel, but I do know you were created to rule a kingdom. Fates, you could bring an army of Fae to their knees. Your role should never be to sit idly by anyone’s side. Not even mine.”
“Whatever comes, you are the most unexpected and beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. I crave you constantly. I need you constantly. I want to be selfish with your time. I don’t want you anywhere near the other contenders. Yes, it includes Ian, even if I know you are only friends.”
“You don’t understand, my heart.”
