My heart squeezed as he took my right hand in his and pressed my palm against the center of his chest, holding it there for a second. “Do you trust me?” he asked. “Yes. Always. Yes.” And for a split second, he smiled the most heartbreakingly beautiful smile. “I love you, Saeris Fane.” He kissed me hard, and so many unspoken things passed between us as he did. Promises and hope. Oaths and regrets. He tore away from me and was gone. In four long strides, he was towering over the one called Crave, grabbing him by the front of his armor and pulling him up from the ground. “Who… are you?” Crave
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Noting as it may have something to do with Zareth's offer? When Khydan (Kingfisher) visited the god realm a second time.
