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Some nights he came to me as a bird, leaving me little things, a rose, a magnificent feather, a glittering, black rock as big as my fist. Each morning there was another gift, but no Tiras.
I was sure I hadn’t heard him right, sure it was just the pull of dreamy sleep, but in my mind a memory swelled and kissed the backs of my lids, a memory of an enormous horse and a black-haired, dark-eyed prince.
Oh my god…
I awoke to a different set of hands in my hair, hands that caressed with careful strokes and eyes that reminded me that time was fleeting.
MISAYKA EAGLE WORD SHE GAVE HMMMM
You cannot give me away! “Forgive me,” he entreated.
Lark. I felt my name drift across the way and land on my chest, a feather from his breast, warm and soft. Mine, he said. Another feather. Always, I answered. Always.
Crown that sits beside my bed, find your way onto my head.
answer. I picked up my own quill and dipped it into my inkwell, forming the letters on a blank sheet of parchment in large, bold print, so he and the rest of the council could plainly read my response. Shall I start with you, Milord?
Fuck yea
“Liege wanted you. I want Jeru. We have an arrangement.”
Wow what the absolute fuck
“My son made you queen. How clever of him.”
Fucking knew it.
He was glorious and terrifying—black wings beating, white hair flying—causing awe and a strange reverence to ripple over the shell-shocked crowd.
I kissed his hand, and I gave the prince a word so that he could fly away if he wanted to . . . Mikiya.
Im so smart
Seconds later I was swept up, embraced like a long-lost child, rescued temporarily from despair, but when I raised my eyes to the man who held me, I saw Kjell, his weary face lined with grief, his blue eyes nothing like the once-black gaze of the man I longed for.
When Tiras opened his eyes, eyes as deep and black as the night sky above us, I closed mine.
I kinda wanted him to die…i wont lie
“Then I think I will keep you,” I whispered.
