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"Do you trust me?" he asked
"Yes. Always. Yes."
And for a split second, he smiled the most heartbreakingly beautiful smile. "I love you, Saeris Fane." He kissed me hard, and so many unspoken things passed between us as he did. Promises and hope. Oaths and regrets.

KHYDAN GRAYSTAR FINVARRA
I FUCKING HATE dragons.

Fisher nodded. "It worked. You did it." His expression was breathtaking—pride and a dash of wonder thrown in for good mea-sure. "You accomplished something that's never been done before.'
"And will never be done again," I added, glancing down at my shield. The Hazrax's rune hadn't just faded. It was gone. My other runes were raw, blood oozing from my mangled skin.

"It feels like trying to make sand flow backward in an hourglass. It feels like being surrounded by people and being the only one who can't find the air in the room. It's drowning on dry land. It's the hollow ache of something that you know, from that moment on, will always be missing. It is a pain so acute and incurable that poets, pirates, and politicians alike die from it. And it never ends."

In all my years alive and traveling this realm, I had never encountered anything so mighty and brave as this little fox with the heart of a wolf.

Orious had been a second away from slitting Saeris's throat... but then there was Onyx. The little fox raced out of the shadows and launched himself at the seneschal's face. He snarled and scratched, sinking his teeth into the thin male's jaw and cheek.

"Kingfisher of the Ajun Gate, I, hereby call you by your true name. I declare all oaths you have sworn null and void. Rise, Khydan Graystar Finwarra, in honor of the name you were given at birth! Rise up and fight!"

Another tattoo. Beautiful roses bloomed across the tops of her thighs as she moaned—an entire bouquet's worth, shaded with delicate dot work yet still stark against the pale, creamy perfection of her thighs.

"Now look at me," I demanded. "Don't close your eyes. Listen. I want to feel you clenching around my fingers, Saeris Fane. I want to feel that burst of sweet, wet heat in my hand when you come apart. Do it for me.That's it. Do it now."
She clenched, her jaw locking, nostrils flaring... and she came.As she did so, threads of black swirled down my arm and spread from my skin to hers. Not magic, but ink.

"A part of loving me is yielding,
sometimes.
"You want my obedience?"
I slipped my hand back between her thighs, my fingers teasing circles over the bud of sensitive nerve endings I found there. "No, Osha. I Want your trust."

"TIl never tease you for this, Osha. This is the hottest thing in the world to me. It drives me to madness like nothing else. And I want you just as badly as you want me. Always. I walk around this hellhole with the head of my cock tucked into my waistband so that these leeches don't get the wrong idea."

"A queen should never enter into a political setting feeling stressed, Osha," I purred. "I'm helping, I promise."

"Face the mirror," I commanded.

Mine.
She was mine. And sometimes, the urge to throw her over a table, and fuck her raw in front of everyone so that they would know that was too much to fucking bear. My cock stirred in my pants just thinking about it.

Not with Fisher missing. Nothing was allowed to be beautiful in the world without him.

I'm about to lose my home to this godscursed rot. I have no love left for this place, and I have very little good left in me. I'm afraid if you're hoping for a hero, you'll have to look somewhere else."

"I don't pretend to be anything," I told her."Saeris makes me kinder than I should be.Do not misjudge me.I would do all manner of unconscionable things in the pursuit of her safety.I'd take my friends & my mate to another realm & let this one burn if I thought for one second that it was what she wanted.I've given everything I have to protect the people of Yvelia, and they spit on me and bay for my head because of it.

Fisher stepped toward me, cupping my face in his hands.
"I don't want you to be anything other than what you already are, Saeris.”

"All of them,I hope.They can already smell u on me."
"Fisher-"
"They're lucky I'm not tearing u out of this dress & bending u
over that fucking throne right now, Saeris,"he growled.Gods.My blood pounded in my ears."You wouldn't dare."He looked at me,smile turning into something far more serious.His eyelids lowered,a lazy hunger suddenly lurking in his eyes."You're right,"he agreed."I wouldn't want to ruin the dress."

"You'll have to face the sun for me, too, in that case," she mused.
"Gladly"
"And I will become your shadow."
I held on to her a little tighter, needing to feel her close. "You should know, Saeris... I am my father's son. My strength has always been my shadows.

"And what if there comes a day when all of this becomes too much,
and I want to be carried? At least for a little while?"
"Then it would be my honor and a privilege to do so, Saeris. Never doubt that. Whenever you need me to catch you, I am here, ready and willing. I'll face the Blood Court for you, if you want me to. I'll face Belikon, and Madra, and anyone or anything that wishes to do you harm."

Every day. You have a right to walk the road that stretches out before you. I will not rob you of your path by insisting I carry you."

"Thank you," she said simply. "For not trying to control me."

"You're a wildfire, Saeris Fane. There's no controlling you."

"Tell me, Elroy. How many promises have you made to Saeris and then broken?" The human's eyelids shuttered. "None."
"Me either. And I plan on keeping it that way. Make no mistake. I will burn worlds to keep my word to her, old man. There isn't a single person in this realm or any other that I wouldn't sacrifice to make sure I don't let her down.

l want you on all fours for me, Saeris. Crawling...he drawled inside my head. Tongue dipping past my lips, past my teeth, he claimed my mouth.
I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him back, whimpering. I want to stand behind you and watch you on your hands and knees. I wanna see your slickness running down the inside of your thighs, your pretty pink little pussy on show for me, aching for my cock.

"Sinners and martyrs, Little Osha. The things I think about," he growled. "If only you knew..." I wanted to know. I wanted to hear all the filthy things he imagined when he thought about me. I would have asked him to elaborate, but my mate grinned wickedly, swooping down to claim my mouth with his before I could speak.

"I had no idea what you would mean to me. I had no idea what I would do to keep you safe.
When I close my eyes, you are all I fucking see, Saeris Fane. I could be dead in the ground five thousand years and the frosts could have taken. my bones, and still no other male will ever have loved another female the way that I love you."

Thank the gods, I chanted in my head. Thank the fucking gods.
Don't thank them, came Fisher's low, resonant reply. Thank me. I'm the one who's about to make you scream.

"If you think a broken hand is going to stop me from fucking you properly, Osha, then please..."He spoke against my mouth, his lips brushing mine,”Let me disabuse you of that notion."

"I could spend the rest of eternity right here & die happy," he rum-bled. "I could fuck you and feast on you until the ages turned & the suns all died & burned out in the skies, & I still wouldn't have had enough of you."

"You forget that I'm a winter creature, Saeris," Fisher murmured. don't crave the attention of the sun. The snowcapped mountains, the forest, the frozen river... those places are my home. You are home."

"Now, those scents are amplified a thousandfold. You smell like excitement. You smell like laughter. And peace. And love."

"Those things have scents, do they?"

"Mm-hmm.

Memories and scents have always been heavily interlinked for me. I smell something, and I immediately experience the association."