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“I didn’t ask for you. Yet here you are, an ungrateful, quarrelsome hoyden, born with both fists clenched.”
“Unhand me, sir.” I thrashed, trying to dislodge his immovable grasp. “Do it now, or I’ll lop off the dull, inanimate fellow between your legs.” “Captain,” he said in a bored tone. “Call off your hell-born blowsabella before she hurts herself.”
The devastation was too powerful, the pain too big to hold.
“I love him so viciously I would die for him.”
My heart died a thousand deaths before I found my voice. “Priest.”
“You promised him I would be a man of his fortitude and spirit. A man who loves you above all else. Only you. And we shall be blinded by our love for life and beyond the ends of the sea.”
“Love isn’t a decision. It arrives unannounced, breeds madness, and leaves a sea of ruin in its wake. Hate him or love him. Either way, he’s in certain hell.”
“Mind your fingers, my lord,” Ashley said. “She bites.”
And with a deafening boom, he was gone.
“The great purpose of life is love.” I met him stare for stare, my heart beating loudly and clearly behind every word. “To know with certainty that we exist, we must love and be loved, even through the pain. It’s the inexplicable fever inside us, which drives us to battle, to sacrifice, and to surrender.
Love prevailed, not in the windless calm of life, but in the ruin.