I imagined the fortifications I’d constructed, the tall and thick walls of stone meant to keep us separate—and I dropped them, crumbling them to dust to forever disappear in the darkness. I instantly felt the change. Nothing remained between Tyrrik and me. Princess. His pain tore at me, and I wanted to tear the world apart for his suffering. I’m coming. I could not do otherwise; it would be against everything I was, betraying my very existence, to not aid him. But, more than that, I did not want to do otherwise. Tyrrik was mine. Mine alone. He was mine forever.
