Rembrary’s POV
“I, Rembrary Nickolas, accept you, Redrine Kleen, as my mate, but not as my Luna.”
Was that really the right decision? I thought to myself as I stood on the balcony which adjoined my bed chambers, watching the crimson red glow of the waning sun as it began its slow descent down below the horizon. It was a beautiful sunset, the sun’s last dying rays of illumination shone a deep hue on all that it touched. It was beautiful, but I couldn't bring myself to enjoy it.
I leaned forward, putting my hands on the granite balcony for support. The stone felt cold to the touch, though I hardly noticed, my thoughts were swirling too damn much for me to pay much attention to anything else.
“I, Rembrary Nickolas, accept you, Redrine Kleen, as my mate, but not as my Luna.”
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