Crown of Crystal Flame
Rain knew loss. He knew what it was to wish for death. Ellysetta traced a pattern across the skin of his chest. She ran a hand down his torso, fingertips stroking the silky-smooth skin. All she had to do was touch him to set her world to rights. “Rain…”
“Aiyah?”
“About what you said earlier to Dorian. The bit about my leaving if the battle grows grim.”
He caught her hand, stilled it. “I’ve already commanded your quintet to take you to safety when the time comes.”
She rolled away and propped herself up on one elbow so she could see his face.
“Lord Hawksheart said we should stay together,” she reminded him. “‘Do not leave your mate’s side,’ he said. ‘You hold each other to the Light,’ he said. And he said we could only defeat the Darkness together.”
“He said many things. Most of which I don’t trust.”
“The safest place for me is at your side. Whatever happens, we face it together.”
His eyes closed and he nodded. “Doreh shabeila de.” So shall it be.