“On the darkest day and longest night, I’ll guide you home with love so bright,” our mother whispered, her gaze locked on our father’s. She reached out a hand and pressed it to The Savage King’s chest. He stilled, the magic in his fists blazing, but he made no move to force her away. She slid her hand up over the fine silk shirt he wore, trailed her fingers over his neck and paused as she held his jaw in her hand. “I’ve seen the life we’re destined to share. Would you like to see it too?” Our father’s gaze darkened, and he parted his lips, seeming to be about to refuse her. A knowing smile lit
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