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My fool’s heart had craved him more than my lungs had craved air… and now that he was mine and I was his, my need for him had only intensified.
“I am no child. My name is Saeris Fane, and I am your queen.”
“Come now, Osha. Where else would an acolyte kneel to worship but at the altar of his god?”
“You’re not human anymore, Saeris. Think you can keep up with me now?”
His eyes rolled back into his head, and Kingfisher of the Ajun Gate, slayer of the last dragon and Lord of Cahlish, obeyed me.
No, I couldn’t blame the male for seeing what was obvious. I could only pity him that she wasn’t his and be fucking thankful that she was mine.
A long time ago, someone told me that the pain of loss was a temporary thing. That it would soften as the years went by, until the ache became an old friend that felt comfortable to be around. But the person who told me that was human.”
When I close my eyes, you are all I fucking see, Saeris Fane. I could be dead in the ground five thousand years and the frosts could have taken my bones, and still no other male will ever have loved another female the way that I love you.”
“I could watch you fall apart for me forever.”
“You’re a wildfire, Saeris Fane. There’s no controlling you.”
Burn the books, and you got to rewrite history and the future.
