“As an act of gratitude.”
My attention jumps to Riven.
“As an act of devotion.”
Then Creed.
“As an act of worship.”
Kyzen.
My whole body trembles and I don’t know who to look at. My soul thrashes around in the most enthralled kind of way. It wants to be released from my restraint so it can go to theirs.
“This is your temple and you are the only goddess we will ever worship, Thayla Godrun.”
My heart nearly explodes with Amick’s declaration and I blink rapidly, willing the tears building back up to go away.
Don’t fall.
Don’t ruin the moment.
The tremors wreaking hell on my body intensify to new heights as they each take a step closer to me. They don’t surround me in their normal formation, but they close in.
“You’ve been sending us all a sensation down our souls every night since the meadow, little goddess.”
My eyes widen in denial, and Kyzen smiles.
He takes one of my hands while Riven grips the other.
Amick cups my cheek and I lean into it.
Creed lays his hand against my heart.
My soul fights my control ten times harder.
“Close your eyes, my endling.”
I do immediately and a lone tear slips free from the weight of my lids. Amick wastes no time wiping it away for me.
“We’ll never put the weight of you choosing between us on your shoulders, little burden.”
“We’ll carry it,Mysenta.”
“No one has to go first or last,” Kyzen whispers.
A sob desperately tries to escape my chest, and my knees threaten to buckle when they step even closer.
Their souls flood mine completely.
It hits all at once. Not like a wave crashing against a cliff but like the sudden absence of ground.
My realm doesn’t tilt.
It drops.
Valories. I can’t breathe.
“I love you.”
