She pulled away, finding Aedion’s face as
distraught as it had been before.
So she kissed him again. And lingered by
his mouth as she whispered, “He was a good
man. A brave and noble man. So are you.” She
kissed him a third time. “And when this war is
over, however it may end, I will still be here,
with you. Whether in this life or the next,
Aedion.”
He closed his eyes, as if breathing in her
words. His chest indeed heaved, his broad
shoulders shaking.
Then he opened his eyes, and they were
pure turquoise flame, fueled by that grief and
anger and defiance at the death around them.
He gripped her waist in one hand, the other
plunging into her hair, and tipped her head
back as his mouth met hers.
The kiss seared her down to her ever-
changing bones, and she wrapped her arms
lily
(lily)
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