was his, and Elide, with her human sense of
smell, hadn’t scented him on the fabric.
He didn’t know why he bothered. He hadn’t
forgotten her words that day on the beach.
I hope you spend the rest of your
miserable, immortal life suffering. I hope you
spend it alone. I hope you live with regret and
guilt in your heart and never find a way to
endure it.
Her vow, her curse, whatever it had been,
had held true. Every word of it.
He’d broken something. Something
precious beyond measure. He’d never cared
until now.
Even the severed blood oath, still gaping
wide within his soul, didn’t come close to the
hole in his chest when he looked at her.
She’d offered him a home in Perranth
knowing he’d be a dishonored male. Offered
him a home with her.
lily
(lily)
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