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Violet was on her knees beside him. She was saying his name as if she could speak with him. She was pressing her hands to his body as if to stanch blood that had stopped flowing, or find some warmth where there was only cold.
MANNNNN
We’re all that’s left. And we’re not enough.
It was only much later that they thought to check the cells under the Hall, but James was gone.
I WAS GONNA SAY!!!!
Maybe we can watch for each other. The last words she’d said to him. Then she’d left him to face his greatest fear alone.
SHIELDMATE PARALLELS ARE PARALLELINGGGGG
“Because this is not our darkest hour,” said Grace. “That is still to come.”
The horn all seek but never find.
It upset the unspoken terms of their association, which for ten years had run along the professional lines, an ivory merchant and his clerk. Yet he was aware—confusingly—that if he had come upon Robert alone and in a similar state, he would have done the same.
Will remembered his panting breath and the furious look in his blue eyes.
ENOUGH WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!
YAYYYYY MY FAV
It’s waiting. For you.” Those sightless eyes turned to James, and Gauthier’s face split in a smile. “You don’t want it to be destroyed. You want it. You want it on you.”
They thought he did it of his own free will.”
“God, you like this, don’t you. You liked it with the horn too. Keeping me pinned. Drawing it out. Put it on me if you’re going to. Or are you too much of a coward?”
James’s throat was a pale, slender column beneath licks of gold hair. It looked naked. Vulnerable. Will felt in his teeth that this was the closest the Collar had come to the place where it belonged. Where it fit. Put it on, and make him mine.
“I’m not going to help you fight him.” “I know that.” Still, James didn’t take the Collar. He just looked at Will with that strange, searching look. “I don’t understand you.” “I know that too.”
“Did he hook you like he did Emery? You’re in love with him too?” “It was the right thing to do,” Will said steadily.
You, you, you.
The truth swelled, one more confirmation of the awful knowledge that he hadn’t wanted to face. Nausea rose in him and he vomited onto the black earth. It was long moments before he sat back onto his knees.
But he just saw a man, and that was chilling in its own right: that an ordinary person had done this.
“You know, we’re similar, you and I.”
“When your fiancée left you? That was me too.”
“What could I take from you? What is it that you care about? Your wealth? Your lover? Your plans? What’s equal to a mother?”
AAUUGHHH
How long had he known Katherine? A few days?
“Who was your mother?”
YUPPPPP FUCKKK
:(
“You know you’re not,” said Devon, “My King.”
YESSSS
He was the Dark King, reborn into this time.
him and james r so soulmates holy shit yall
The knife had gone through his palm instead of his neck, like a nail through wood.
He looked at Will as if he knew him better than Will knew himself.
Her old servant Matthew and the Stewards had both mistaken Will for her real child.
No one who knew the truth could be trusted. He’d learned that with his mother’s hands around his neck.
“It’s not here for me,” said Will. “It’s here for you.”
BOOM THERE IT ISSSSS
She raised me as her child, but I wasn’t. I was something else.”
They were meant to hurt each other, these events set in motion long before his birth. Katherine was the Lady’s descendant, born to strike him down. Just like his mother. I cannot return when I am called to fight So I will have a child
“No,” said Will. “I sent her a Lion.”
Justice, I never finished my training. I was never a Steward. But you told me my sword could protect people. And that’s what I’m going to do.
The Shadow King was dead.
MY GIRLL IM SO PROUD
and the vital shiver that went through him was a response that he’d only ever had to one person. “James,” said Will.
AAUYGHHRGWTSDHDWGHDUX
James didn’t know but was drawn to him anyway; maybe he felt what Will felt, a helpless fascination, an oiled danger, sliding through reluctance and desire together. Both of them Reborn. Both of them brought here by a Dark King who couldn’t let go. All Will could do was look at James and feel that same acquisitive shudder. The desire to step toward him was one that hit him in the throat.
“Won’t I?”
“My whole life, all anyone’s ever wanted was to possess me,” said James. “The only one who ever set me free was you.”
The Dark King had set all of this in motion. He’d even brought James here, a gift for himself. Will needed to send him away, but James was a gift he couldn’t turn aside, and maybe when he’d ordered James killed all those lifetimes ago, he’d known that about himself.
“I’m here to follow you.” His eyes were bright, his lips smiling, his hair gold in the shifting light from the fire. Will said, “Of course you are.”
FUCK MY CHUNGUS LIFEEEEE
