“And then,” I murmured, my gaze falling to her mouth, “we’ll leave this city together.” “Together.” As her spiritual power drifted around us, I lowered my head. Our lips met. Softly this time. Gently this time. I’d be gentle. I’d be careful. Because now that I knew she was a druid, her promise that we’d be together was no longer just an option I liked. She was like me. She could understand me. We were the same. I needed her. I needed everything.
