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“I am not the king,” Callan snarled at him, fury still burning through him. “That was not a Crown Prince who just tore into a general of the Fire Court,” Finn said quietly. “That was a King.”
Yayyyy finally callan
“You have no say in this matter. Not here. This is not your Court. This is mine.”
Proud of you prince callan!
I love you like the stars love the night, Scarlett. All the way through the darkness.
“Hi, Darling,” she said softly. “Do not ‘hi, Darling’ me,” he hissed at her.
Lol
“Mmm,” he hummed. “My favorite kind of threats: empty ones.”
“Because a young queen reminded me that hope is for the dreamers, and while I will not ask for your forgiveness or apologize for my choices, I do dream of knowing my son.”
Awwww
“Thank you for loving me like the stars love the night, Sorin.”
“All the way through the darkness, Love.”
“I cannot survive this, my heart. I cannot live without them,” she cried softly.
Nuri smiled that grin that made Sorin fairly certain she was half mad.
“Tell me, king of mother hens, what kind of distraction would you prefer this night?”
“They did not tell us one of you were here,” the man gasped out. “Surprise,” Scarlett purred, stalking forward. “Scarlett,” Cyrus warned.
The Witches actually flew on griffins. Scarlett let out a breath of laughter.
“You smell of the winds.” Her eyes drifted to Cassius, and they seemed to widen slightly. “You, however, smell of other worlds.”
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Sorin said. “But please stop riding the godsdamn shadow dragon.”
Sorin, I love you, she sent down the bond. Find me in the After. In the places between the stars.
Omggg
“Sorin!” Her scream ripped through the room, piercing and full of despair. A vortex of fire and ice and shadows burst from her, swirling around her and Cassius as she lost control of everything.
Sorin was on the ground, not moving, a red bird flying above him. Amaré. It slowly registered then that there was a horse with water for a mane. A silver hawk. A stag. A panther.
It was him fighting his way to her. Him swearing there would be no more goodbyes. A bolt of energy hitting his chest. Him staggering before dropping to his knees. His golden eyes finding hers, slowly dimming. I would still choose to stay in the darkness. And screaming. So much screaming.
Tears 😢
The two stared at each other. Master and student. Maraan and Avonleyan. Torturer and tortured.
