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August 16 - August 24, 2025
“There’s no need for that, Little One,”
“Careful, love. I just might like that.”
“You’re a vicious one, aren’t you?”
“Only when it comes to pushy men who seem to think they have the right to touch me,” I snapped, leaning further into the knife against his throat. “Fair enough,”
“What good will a sword do us if the Fae come to steal her away?” Brann asked. “I’m assuming you haven’t had to defend yourself just yet, because if you had, you’d know that Mark on your neck is more than capable of doing it for you,” Brann argued, pausing to smirk in a moment of pride. “Or at least hers is.” Caelum’s attention shifted to me, his eyes narrowing on my face as he studied my reaction to Brann’s words. Shame heated my cheeks, the reminder of what the Mark had done making me turn my eyes to the floor. “Someone tried to kill you?” he asked, his lips thinning with anger.
“That is the one thing I will not tolerate from you. If you want to keep your secrets, then fine. Keep them, but at least give me the respect of not looking me in the eye and tainting that pretty mouth with ugly lies.”
There was something in Caelum that needed to care for someone, a gentleman who couldn’t let me prove to be capable of taking care of myself.
“No matter what my future looks like, nothing will keep me away from the woman I love. Not even death will keep me from her.”
“Who the fuck hurt you?”
“Talk to me.”
“If this is what your hate feels like, then I can’t wait to feel your love,”
“Love should always come first.
Imagine how brightly you’d shine if you embraced all that fire.”
“What’s the point in loving someone if fate is determined to tear you apart?”
would burn the world to the ground and lay it at your feet if you so much as asked it of me,
I’m going to love you,” he said, touching his forehead to mine. His dark eyes glimmered, tiny specks of light shining in the obsidian, like the stars that had become my namesake. “Until you forget what it is to hurt and then long after that. Until the scars you wear like armor have faded from memory, and only we remain.”
If you want to watch the world burn, I’ll set it on fire for you.
“Come on, my star. Show them how bright you burn,”