“What about my immortality?” he offered the King. “If you don’t think creatures of Hell should be with mortals, then why don’t you tie my lifespan to hers?” The King perked up at this. “Interesting.” They stared at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time, the King seemingly willing to make Rowin keep his promise to wait there forever. Then finally, “I accept your trade. Do you have a token I can draw her memories into?” Rowin glanced down at his hand and plucked the signet right off his finger. The one that used to be her wedding band. He handed it over to the Demon guard standing at
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