Her güzel şeyin bir sonu vardır ama bu biraz fazla mükemmel oldu <3<3<3<3 Bu sefer de mutluluktan ağladım iyi mi?!?!? Çoook özleyeceğim bu seriyi ☹☹☹
Yine tüm kitabı alıntıladığıma göre mutlu mesut hayatıma devam edebilirim(GERÇEKTEN HER YERİ :D:D)
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Beliz xx
♡“ We all matched. A family.”
♡“ Do you, Jethro ‘Kite’ Hawk, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife, for now and forever, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?”
I didn’t need to think. “I do.” A thousand times, I do.”
“And do you, Nila Threads Weaver, take this man as your lawfully wedded husband, for now and forever, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?”
Nila shook her head.
Shook her head? What the fuck?
Smiling, she murmured, “I take him now and forever but not for as long as we both shall live.” She squeezed my fingers, her eyes glinting. “Far beyond that. For eternity.”
♡“ Speaking into her mouth, I whispered, “Seeing as you changed the rules, I have another one to add to your vow. I swear to love you forever. You are no longer indebted to me. I’m indebted to you. My heart is in your debt. My happiness. My very life is yours.”
♡“ The first time I’d stolen Nila, I’d threatened him and taken her without his approval. This time, he willingly gave her to me to safeguard because he knew without a doubt I would die for her, I would fight for her…I would change history for her.”
♡“ We did it.” His voice teased with disbelief. “We’re married.”
I nodded, a little breathless and a lot nervous. “We are.”
“You’re mine.”
“I’m yours.”
“There are no more debts. No more threats.”
I moved toward him, stepping onto the silver rug he stood on. Our bodies swayed as a current rocked the yacht, but our eyes never unlocked. “We’re free.”
♡“ I looked over my shoulder. “Husband.” Loving the way his eyes hooded, I breathed, “That’s what you are now. Husband. My husband.”
His mouth parted, dangerous darkness stealing over him. “Say it again.”
I didn’t care my dress was only half undone, I rolled onto my back, slipping beneath his inert hands. “Husband.”
His gaze dropped to the front corset of my gown. “That word makes me hard.”
The spaghetti straps slid off my shoulders, tickling my skin. “How hard?”
“So fucking hard.”
“Show me.”
He gulped. “Show you?”
I nodded, reaching for his tented slacks. “I want to see.”
Darting out of my grip, he climbed off the bed, a slow burn building in his gaze. “Why do you want to see?”
Coyness slipped into my blood. He wanted to play? I could play.
Sitting up on my knees, I struggled against the imprisoning nature of the silk layers and licked my lips. “Because it’s mine and I want to see what my marriage has bought me.”
♡“ I was drunk.
Not on liquor or intoxicating substances but on happiness.
Pure, unadulterated happiness.
Such a cliché expression: I’m drunk on happiness. But for the first time in my life, I could positively say it was true.”
♡“ This right here.
This was happiness.
And I was no longer drunk on it.
I was infested by it.
This was my family.
My new chosen family.
We won.”
♡“ Kes balled his tiny fists. “But you didn’t let the bad prince take Mummy, did you?”
I lowered my voice, turning grave. “I did.”
“No! Why?”
“Because…I was the bad prince. I’d been given a task to prove I was royal enough to inherit the realm and faraway castles, but no matter how bad I was, Needle had a magic I couldn’t fight.”
♡“ So the bad prince hurt Needle?” Emma whispered.”
“Yes, he gave her to the trolls in the forest to extract tolls and payments for things she hadn’t done.”
“If she hadn’t done them, then why could they do that?”
“Because they thought they were better than her and she owed them.”
“That’s mean.” Emma pushed out her bottom lip. “Stupid trolls.”
“I know,” I agreed. “Very unfair and against every law of the land they lived in.”
“So…what happened?” Kes asked, his face alight with interest.
“Yes, Kite, then what happened?” Nila brushed her lips across mine, her soul sewn completely to mine. “If the story started so cruelly, how does it end?”
I had the perfect answer.
The only answer.
The most brilliant thirteen-word reply ever uttered.
Kissing my wife and hugging my children, I murmured, “The only way such a tale can end...
…
They lived happily ever after.”