Free. She turned the concept over and over in her head, marveling at its implications.
Viran leaned his forehead against hers. “I don’t know what the answer is, Keriya, but I do know there is an answer. I’m not suggesting you break the binding laws, but there must be a middle ground. There must be a way for you to stay with the world, because the world needs you. I need you.”
He was making the same argument she’d made to the gods mere hours ago. Coming from him, it seemed at once more rational and more ludicrous. She firmly believed Shivnath’s imprisonment of isolation from the world had led to her downfall—but how could she, Keriya, expect to have a life among mortals?
Reality came trickling back. Remembering who she was and what she wielded, Keriya gently tried to push away from him.
