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If I am his queen, does that mean he is my king? Is it, rather than him owning me, that we own each other? We share each other?
I only opened it because it’s strong and because tonight…I needed some strength.” “You needed strength around me?” I lift my eyebrows. “You are perhaps the one thing in Midscape I find terrifying.”
“Because he is part of you?” “No, it has nothing to do with me—because you care about him. You, and anything that is yours, are my responsibility to protect.” “Responsibility,” I whisper, chasing it with a sad laugh. “Are my honor to protect,” he clarifies without hesitation.
“You look like a goddess,” Eldas amends. “I would not change a single thing about you, Luella.”
“I’m used to the cold.” He chuckles darkly. “Ice king, they’ve called me.” “Good thing you have a fire queen, then.”
“Oh, and why is that a good thing?”
“Will you keep me warm?”
“I thought you were more interested in the scenery?” “I’m most interested in you.”
“I wish everything was different,” I whisper aloud. I hadn’t meant for him to hear. But, with those long ears, I should have known better. “I don’t,” Eldas says, just as soft. I have to strain to hear him over the creaking carriage. “You don’t?” I look over to him, but he’s still turned toward the window. “If things were different, you wouldn’t have been you.”
“And I’ve found I’m very fond of exactly the woman you are. I wouldn’t change a single thing.”
If something happens to you I’ll be forced to rip apart every fae with my bare hands.”
