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She looked up at him. “You’re a monster.” He raised an eyebrow. “Noticed that, have you?”
“You know,” Ferron said, jolting her from her thoughts, “when I heard it was you I’d be getting, I was looking forward to breaking you.” He shook his head. “But I don’t think it’s possible to exceed what you’ve done to yourself.”
“I will die before I lose her,” Ferron said, his grip tightening.
“I have warned you, if something happens to you, I will personally raze the Eternal Flame. That isn’t a threat. It is a promise. Consider your survival as much a necessity to the Resistance as Holdfast’s. If you die, I will kill every single one of them.”
Ilva pursed her lips, drawing a deep breath. “Do you remember Kaine Ferron?”
“I swear it, on the spirits of the five gods and my own soul, Kaine Ferron, I’m yours as long as I live.”
“And if you couldn’t? If a monster can’t be made loyal, what would you do then?”
