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The magic you cast, In use be wise and true. Do good unto others, For threefold it shall return to you, If ill will moves your hand, And woe strikes in your wake, Threefold it shall return its might. Threefold the curse will take.
Roxilana cannot be dead. So long as I exist, she must too. I have…taken pains to make this so. I relax. She will find me. One day. One day. So I call to her, as I always have. And I wait.
Memnon seems like a badass. A hot, violent badass.
“I have been inside you more times than there are stars to count. I am no more a stranger to you than your own skin is.”
“I will put you at my mercy,” he vows. “And I will destroy your world bit by bit until all you have left is me.”
“So you are wrong, little witch. You are many things to me. You are my queen, my empress, my wife. You are my Roxilana, the woman who awoke my magic and spoke to my mind before we ever met. You are my nemesis, who cursed me to endless sleep.” Memnon’s hand cups my cheek. “And you are my Selene, my eternal soul mate, who woke me from it.”
“Because you are the only thing worth looking at, and my eyes have missed you.”
“I love you, little witch,” he says, his expression a touch sad. “More than all the world. That is my deepest truth, and it’s one I should have told you again and again as I once did. “And I’m sorry you have to bear the weight of that love.” His features shift a little, growing determined. “But you will bear it.”
