Is that really you?

Darkness. That was all that Roan deserved after his death. He’d failed the love of his life, he’d lied to her and he’d left her. When he died he embraced the midnight sleep and his consciousness dissipated into nothingness. There was no great gathering of family to welcome him, he did not reunite with Dapple, there was only black nothingness.

Until he existed once more.

Roan blinked open his green gaze, finding himself in the presence of two he found painfully familiar. Where his heart had once beat Roan felt a deep aching sorrow. He was dead, emotions should have been beyond him, but as he looked upon the sleeping form of his dear heart Roan felt every bit of emotion he’d forced her to bear when he died. The loss, the betrayal, the despair of being alone.

Then he saw Sirius standing over her. ”I should not be here, Warlord.” The bear killer lamented painfully as his eyes returned to Iolaire’s curled form. Had he finally found his way to hell? Seeing her like this, realizing fully what he had done when he died. Maybe his soul deserved this torture.