Auset looks at me. Her face is frozen and her body is stiff against the pain, but her eyes scream a different story. Like silver daggers, they rip into my soul in search of strength and comfort, and as much as I’m hesitant to trust who she is and what that means for me and my brothers, I can’t find it in me to deny her. My black gaze steadies on her moonlight-gray irises, and I offer what little I can through the strange tether that tightens between us. All the worry and mistrust sifts away as I look past the threat she could be and simply see someone who deserves more than this in life.
