Forever mine

He chuckled, kissing the nape of her neck before releasing her. He did spare a glance at the floor in front of her to ensure he hadn’t caused her to drop anything. Seeing everything in order, he turned his attention back to his Little Bird. “He did.” He agreed, remembering the boy's circular thinking. Their son had been aiming for certain replies, hadn’t he?

“Any idea what all that fuss about authority is about?” He shook his head, his expression thoughtful. “I don’t remember questioning my father about the topic. But then, his approval was all I wanted.” What did Citadel want? Did he realise how much his questions revealed his heart?


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"