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February 25 - March 29, 2025
A slow smile spread across my face. I laughed—deep and hard. Gods, Poppy was…damn, she was vicious in the most magnificent way, and I could not wait to show her just how much I approved of it.
“Whether she ruled over all the lands and seas or was the Queen of nothing but a pile of ashes and bones, she would—will—always be my Queen. Love is too weak an emotion to describe how she consumes me and what I feel for her. She is my everything.”
“This is where I choose to be.” And well, that…that nearly made me cry. He chose to be beside me because he was my friend. Not because of some obligation.
“He is still yours. You are still his.” Tears stung my throat, my eyes. “Always,” I whispered hoarsely.
My first. My last. My everything.
I didn’t think any memory could recreate the way he kissed. Because Casteel kissed as if he were starving, and I was the only sustenance he’d ever desired. Ever needed.
“You have me,” he swore against my swollen lips. “Always.” “And forever,” I whispered.
I held his stare until he looked away. And I held myself still until I was confident that I wouldn’t do something rash and very unbecoming of a Queen. Like stab him in the face.
“From the first moment I saw you smile… And heard you laugh? Gods,” I rasped, and she shuddered, her beautiful eyes closing. “From the first time I saw you nock an arrow and fire without hesitation? Handle a dagger and fight beside another? Fight me? I was in awe. I’m never not in awe of you. I’m always utterly mesmerized. I’ll never stop being that. Always and forever.”
Together. Always. And forever.
No matter who she sought aid from, I never would’ve held it against her. The other person? Thoughts and prayers for their ass, though.
Lmao
“You got me. You got Poppy. You aren’t alone. We’re both here. Always and forever.”
“You’re my favorite everything.”
“Only the already enticingly wicked can be influenced.”
“I’ll call you whatever you like, as long as you call me yours.”
“Ulterior motives? You? Never.”
Lol
My eyes narrowed on him. “It irritates me when you’re right.” “Then you must be irritated often,” Casteel replied.
His eyes caught mine, the gold glimmering in the starlight. “You have faced Craven and vamprys, men wearing masks of mortal flesh. Stared down Atlantians who’ve wanted to harm you, seized cities, and freed me,” he said, touching my cheek. “You’re more than a Queen. More than a goddess on the verge of becoming a Primal. You’re Penellaphe Da’Neer, and you’re fearless.”
Kieran touched the other side of my cheek, turning my gaze to his. He smiled. “And you run from no one and nothing.”
“That’s some sexist, patriarchal bullshit!”
Lol
