So many events had taken her to the brink of death and now she had her first love’s sweet breath grazing her lips. His muscular arms held her head close to his chest. She still hadn’t asked about the gold earrings in his ear that had his family crest on them. The questions had no importance in comparison to needing to know about the deal with the devil, all under the pretense that he would never find her. His skin was so grayish and cold. She pressed her palm against his cheek and stared at his lips.
“My King,” she whispered. He had worked so hard to make sure what they planned came to fruition. She still felt the pain in his heart when she asked him to prepare for the worst. His love for her was daunting and heavy, but she was ready to let it suffocate her. His light pink lips moved ge
