Kingdom of Ash

you said to me. That’s all.”
A familiar, wicked grin graced his lips.
“You’ll think about it?”
Lysandra lifted her chin, looking down her
nose at him as much as she could while he
towered over her. “Yes, I will think about it.
What I plan to do.”
“About the fact that I am in love with you.”
“Och.” He knew that the swaggering
arrogance would knock her off-kilter. “If
that’s what you want to call it.”
“Is there something else I’m supposed to
call it?” He took a single step toward her,
letting her decide if she’d allow it. She did.
“Just ...” Lysandra pressed her lips
together. “Don’t die tomorrow. That’s all I
ask.”
“So you can have time to think about what
you plan to do with my declaration.”
“Precisely.”