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“No,” Samkiel said. “Regardless of my wife’s chipper mood, not well indeed.”
I stuck my tongue out at Samkiel.
“Why are you so happy if it went terribly?” Cameron asked, around a mouthful of food.
I shrugged. “I blame it on the whole not having a soul thing.”

No one in the room thought that was the least bit funny.”

1. Samkiel addressing her as "my wife" 🥺
2. SEE WHAT I MEAN BY UNHINGED LOL

“Hey, people eat here,” Cameron joked, gesturing toward my sitting form.
“Oh, if you think this is bad, you should have been here when Samkiel first showed me this kitchen.”

wait Dianna is EXTRA UNHINGED IN THIS BOOK LMAOOOO EVERY SINGLE SCENE SHES BEEN IN HAS BEEN OFF THE RAILS

“If we threaten violence, we are no better than her,” Samkiel said.
“He’s a fool. They all are.”
“He’s loyal to her as they all have been. Fear does that. I would want them to follow us with such loyalty as well.”
A low growl vibrated in my throat. “I’d rather he followed her into a grave. He’s a waste of air.”
His soft chuckle flowed across our bond even as our faces remained stoic.”

LMAOO

“I knew it wasn’t the time or place, but my heart thrilled whenever Samkiel proudly claimed me. Even when the allies he wished to recruit to his side turned up their noses at the very sight of me, he never faltered.

Warmth seeped into every cell of my very being. Treasures and gold and artifacts seemed so meaningless when being loved so wholly was far more valuable.”

I WOULD FOLD SO QUICK TOO

“My marriage to Dianna was not arranged. I married her because I love her. Whether she be Ig’Morruthen, god, celestial, or mortal, my love and devotion to her would not change. So, no, it is not for power. And might I remind you, my sister and her rebellion destroyed Rashearim,” Samkiel said.

“She and other traitorous gods who wished for Unir’s throne, not my wife.”

HE LOVES HIS WIFE 😖🫶🏻

"At my touch, the temper he hid so well slowly dissipated. If he were lightning and death, I was the grounding rod."

"My mind reached for his, hoping to calm the growing storm, but I was not met with a maelstrom at all. I blinked and dug deeper. The silence and stillness I found were scarier than the chaos I had expected.

Instead, I met Oblivion, hungry and waiting. It was pure darkness, coiling upon itself like a serpent, glaring through Samkiel’s eyes and waiting to strike in my defense." 🫪

“I don’t find quips or innuendos about my wife humorous, Iver, and if you make crude comments about her again, I will no longer concern myself with being your ally. I will have your head, and then I will have your city.”

“Don’t apologize to me,” Samkiel said, his lethally calm tone at odds with the powerful storm building outside. “Apologize to her.”

LETS FKING GO SAMKIEEEELLLLLELLELELLLL

“Ah, yes, the consort you rode in on." “Do you usually ride your consorts into battle?”
“My wife,” Samkiel said, throwing that last word at Iver like a dagger. It was a challenge to see if he would disrespect me once more and present Samkiel with an opportunity to show him what he’d lose if he did."

AHHHHHHHH

"If I ever give you children and you speak to me or them that way, I’ll cut your cock off, fry it, and feed it to you.”

Samkiel coughed around his hand at my very vulgar threat."

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