Chapter 25
Raneld tipped his head down to me. I lifted mine to him and our lips met in a sweet kiss. “The curse is gone,” I said softly as I pulled back from it. “There’s no more hate. Just…” Just something sweet and wonderful swelling in me. It went beyond mere lust. Raneld had been there, caring for me, putting aside his own feelings for care over mine, all this time. He’d risked his life repeatedly merely to be in my company. That was something much better and more precious than lust, I knew.
“I love you,” I whispered softly in the darkness.
I heard a sharp, indrawn breath from him. Then I heard his equally soft reply. “I love you, too.”
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